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Faithless Lyrics - Dirty old man

He's a dirty old man, and a dirty old man
He's a dirty old man and a friend of mine.
I'm a dirty old man, the mean streets are home
My life is cold, I'll chill you to the bone,
Heart of stone, have a care
I carry traces of death in my hair,
You know my breath stinks, I leave shit everywhere,
So be aware I'm unfeeling
Don't you dare try appealing to my better nature,
You better wait, you're missinformed
Ain't nothing warm about me,
Cold and gray, concrete clay and steel
And what else is real? I mean the actual deal,
People seem to love living under my hair
Some of them call me London
I'm also known as New York.
Anywhere in the world you find me I talk the same bad talk,
Walk the same walk from side to side,
You're transparent to me, there ain't a thing you can hide
Derive glamour from the stamina it takes to survive.
You think I didn't know you turn away your face like a rat
Now give me your cash and go before you're heart brakes,
You're living under my wing
And all you got I'm gonna take, I'm a dirty old man.
He's a dirty old man and a dirty old man,
He's a dirty old man and a friend of mine.
He's a dirty old man and a dirty old man,
He's a dirty old man and a friend of mine.
I'm a rough old man beyond heart ache
To improve my mood I could use an earthquake,
I sit awake for my people to release the pain
So I can know peace again
In my skin, sin diceit and mistrust soaked in
I think I might just fuss
Often drops of woe, streets flow with tears
I fall down all around your ears.
If I could, if I was made of wood start a fire, no lie,
I can afford to smoke sacred fire
Cos I wouldn't bet on people changing just yet
My eyes are wet and my heart is full of fear and regrets,
So you're catching the rough edge of my tongue, I started young,
I got teenagers carrying guns.
I hear you wanna hold me to blame, but we're the same,
So for me win society and feel the shame, I'm a rough old man.
He's a dirty old man and a dirty old man,
He's a dirty old man and a friend of mine.
He's a dirty old man and a dirty old man,
He's a dirty old man and a friend of mine.
I'm a rough old man, this is who I am.
He's a dirty old man and a dirty old man,
He's a dirty old man and a friend of mine.
 
 

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