Go ask an old man
See what he's got to say
Don't ask your teachers
Weren't much good anyway
Nothing really matters
As time drifts on by
Drop in the ocean
A shot in the sky
Don't stray from the narrow
Keep your hands clean
It seems very silly
If you know what I mean
You worry and worry
Never really know why
Wake in the morning
As trams roll on by
I have a lover
So I can't complain
For me there's no other
We play silly games
And though she is not here
I'm never alone
She's inside my pocket
And inside the phone
I'm going to Scotland
That's where I'm from
I'll probably not stay there
Cause it's not very warm
We followed our father
Cause father knows best
With rhyme a good reason
And my wheezing chest
So go ask an old man
See what he's got to say
If he falls in the gutter
Be on your way
Nothing really matters
As time drifts on by
You give your love presents
You laugh and you cry