The Fall - 50 Year Old Man lyrics

Computer doesn't work for me I had a Sinclair back in 1983 OL2QU, pre-warranty And don't forget he's still up to it That Steve Albini He's in collusion with Virgin trains Against me I'm a fifty year old man I'm a fifty year old man But it won't get me Go down Manchester town Can't navigate it The club scene, man You can't compare with it One third of securities count I can't understand that Again You're not real boy I say you're not real boy You're a gym (teacher) You're a Cancer and I expect A little sh** I'm a fifty year old man And I like it I got a three foot rock hard on But I'm too busy to use it I'm a fifty year old man I'm a fifty year old man What you gonna do about it? I go round a hotel I see "Throw the towel on the floor" On The Green Man I throw it on the floor and I piss in it I'm a fifty year old man And I like it I'm trying to... And don't forget You try to destroy me You're in collusion with the trains Don't try and kid me I'm a fifty year old man Go down to the town Can't navigate it The club scene, man You can't get in there (Banjo interlude) (Backing vocals repeat: 50 year old man) I'm a fifty year old man And I like it I'm a fifty year old man What're you gonna do about it? And don't forget, you tried to destroy me Steve Albini You're in collusion with the trains Don't try and kid me I'm a fifty year old man And I like it I'm a fifty year old man What're you gonna do about it? I've got a three foot rock hard on But I'm too busy to use it I'm a fifty year old man And I like it I'm a fifty year old man What're you gonna do about it? Go down Manchester town Can't navigate it The club scene, man You can't compare with it I'm a fifty year old man And I like it I'm a fifty year old man What're you gonna do about it? And don't forget he's still up to it (Interlude) An inferior product mess An inferior product man Just over two thirds the price I'm proud of it I'm proud of it I'm a type of guy who knows what is on CD And then they lecture me on turning rubbish out While shouting themselves out of existence If they care so much, why don't they try eating Some of those cardboard cut-outs themselves And they stuff the complimentary catering down their neck Do the fifth re-take of their attempt to be scruffy On a train And go back to counselling and communicating I'm an inferior product man I'm an inferior product mix They call me "Bad Head" Don't ever forget it And here is the fade out Fade out Fade out