Lyrics:
play the cigarette paper and the comb play)
[ paper & comb ]
Coot Marseilles was an old black man from down Mississippi way
He worked out in
their problem, it takes time
The old coots die out and leave it to the young kids
Be a beautiful world and then
There won't be no fighting on campus
their problem, it takes time
The old coots die out and leave it to the young kids
Be a beautiful world and then
There won't be no fighting on campus
stop
You're welcome to Pearl City
To bank great white dreams you
Old coots
Retired early
At Pearl City
In Pearl City
Cappuccino and a slice
roundabout stop
You're welcome to Pearl City
See the bank
Bright white trains
You old coots
retired early
At Pearl City
In Pearl City
Sometimes
Sometimes I feel like a crazy old coot
Standing on a soapbox
In the middle of the village square
And talking about how the end times are near
in a river, there’s nothing like that.
Watch the Kingfishers, the hawks and coots
Back in Colorado and my country roots
.
The modern world’s no place
Heyhey Leroyleroy yeah
Did you hear about that boy Mike Tyson?
Mikemike Tyson he's the boy
That played football from Montreal ain't he?
No no you old
ping down my eyes
I prepare for the rite
Carve human heart still live
Pluck eyes from common coot
Etch the red kings trinity
Mutter ancient words
you start to lie and steal
Sold everything but it didn't bring
enough for your next meal
Cold bare feet on the angry streets
Sellin love to sick old
afraid I've been thinking
A dangerous pastime,
I know
But that wacky old coot is Belle's father,
And his sanity's only "so-so"
Now the wheels in
of them fellas and make a new start
And he fired my ass and he fired Jerry Rivers
And he fired everybody just as hard as he could go
He fired old Cedric
of them fellas and make a new start
And he fired my ass and he fired Jerry Rivers
And he fired everybody just as hard as he could go
He fired old
LeFou, I'm afraid I've been thinking
A dangerous pastime
I know
But that whacky old coot is Belle's father
And his sanity's only "so-so"
Now
the hall
He shuffled politely and wears an old suit
You know, a standard old geezer
A quiet old coot
He used to seem normal but then all at once
He started
afraid I've been thinking
A dangerous pastime,
I know
But that wacky old coot is Belle's father,
And his sanity's only "so-so"
Now the wheels in
boy
See me on the box
See me winning lots of loot oh yeah
Silly kids games
Grabbing cash off that old coot oh yeah
Now I've got the replies
afraid I've been thinking
A dangerous pastime,
I know
But that wacky old coot is Belle's father,
And his sanity's only "so-so"
Now the wheels in
See me on the box
See me winning lots of loot oh yeah
Silly kids games
Grabbing cash off that old coot oh yeah
Now I've got the replies to all
to bite the heat
That's when he discovered the other other white meat
Oh, the one they hate so well
He sure keeps it psycho like the old bates motel
band
The boots don't scoot but for old time coots
who gave it all to their uncle Sam
They twist them lids and they tell all the kids
how it was back in
and booze
Tinted windows so the common folk
Can't see me here inside
Maybe every now and then for fun
I'll give some old coot a ride
Then maybe I'll slip
Staying young's about having a mischievous smile.
You won't grow old for a while with a gleam in your eye.
Take me old man, for instance, he's a wily
You tell everybody that I'm delightful and cute
But both of us know I'm just an old horny coot
While my wife has a sex-drive that just up and quit
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