Old Man - Black Lips

Hey old man, say, whatcha say

Have ya got some information?

I’m far away, just way out here

And I need a destination

I cannot find what I want

With just an invitation

And when I see all the things

That you have, what you got

Don’t let the children out to play

Don’t let the rain wash down your sunny day

And if it does, don’t bring your kids to me

I won’t be here, somewhere is where I’ll be

Don’t be confused, don’t be ashamed

It’s not to be your fault

The boys will have the masster ploy

And that’s the end result

For better thhan for worse

There was forever be the day

For what you think you can’t receive

And that will be okay

Don’t let the children out to play

Don’t let the rain wash down your sunny day

And if it down, don’t bring your kids to me

I won’t be here, somewhere is where I’ll be