And old man a very old man
crazy bloodshot eyes and shaking hands
whiskey cheeks and cigarette cough
waiting for his stop to get off
Son he said come down to my hole
see an amazing sight to behold
See what I call a very old man
Come and view a mighty span
Next to a steam pipe wrapped in a rug
Greybeard dreadlock shoulders shrugged
Deep etched lines of misery
This is what he said to me
I built a room to live in
I built a soul that would not give in
I built a vicious furious noise
I shouted out with a mighty voice
You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here
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