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