Old Man Dub

Pall Malls

And a racing form

Oh oh oh…

An old man

In a furnished room

Oh oh oh…

Had his eyeglasses

Smashed again

Oh oh oh…

Prowlin’ downtown

For some teenage skin

Oh oh oh…

Fingernail dirt

And blackhead cheeks

Oh oh oh…

His faded “Members

Only” speaks

Oh oh oh

The sky says forever

The clouds wander by

The heat of September

Makes him glow

Korean War

Setting sun

Dashing and young

Now he’s so alone