Lyrics

There’s an Old Man
Copyright 2015
Dan Pelletier

There’s and old man, who wears my clothes sometimes
He looks a lot like me, except he’s losing all his hair
There’s an old man who’s got shoes he cannot find
And I curse him for his feebleness as he mocks me from the mirror

There’s an old man inside of me, trying to get out
I try to beat the old man down, but I’ll lose this one no doubt
There’s an old man inside of me with iron poor phlebotomy
And a dwindling anatomy that makes me hate the elderly

There’s an old man and he’ s singing all my songs
His voice is thin and reedy and he gets the words all wrong
There’s an old man who is ruining my life
Cause he’s ugly fat and flatulent and sleeping with my wife

There’s an old man inside of me, trying to get out
I try to beat the old man down, but I’ll lose this one no doubt
There’s an old man inside of me with sclerotic arteries
And an age-induced lobotomy that makes me hate the elderly

Chorus

When I meet my maker and those gates swing open wide
I will track down old St. Peter and take him to the side
And tell there is one damned soul up here that I cannot abide
And that’s the fool who wrote that song, the fool who wrote, that old fool who wrote that song that goes….
Time is on my side, yes it is
Time is on my side, yes it is
Time is on my side, yes it is

Chorus

There’s an old man inside of me…
With sclerotic arteries, and a dwindling anatomy, and an age induced lobotomy
He’s an ever growing part of me, and there soon won’t be a lot of me
So you all can say goodbye to me
I’m going to Boca