Overcoat
Old wool cap
Leather gloves
Hide the fat
In a world made of tears
He is safe from his fears
On his own
He`s on his own
He likes it that way
Thoughts arise
Fear is doubt
Bearing through
Giving smell
It`s the happiest day
When he moves far away
From the crowd
The curious crowd
He wants them to stand back
The old man`s snoring heavy
Down underneath the bridge
He`s got his mansion of cardboard slats
And it`s enough
It`s the happiest day
When he moves far away
From the crowd
The curious crowd
He wants them to stand back
The old man`s snoring heavy
Down underneath the bridge
He`s got his mansion of cardboard slats
And it`s enough
Stand back
The old man`s snoring heavy
Down underneath the bridge
He`s got his mansion of cardboard slats
And it`s enough