[Verse 1]
This old goat with beard of grey
He turns his leather gripped cane
Those times you clapped and called for, "Quiet."
They've come to hold you in the nights
He packs a fight, "un partu"
Japan make home-made perfume
Sip froth from soft, warm joe
It's no guide or down bake close
You know the way that I hide
You know
[Pre-Chorus]
This old goat with beard of grey
He turns his leather gripped cane
Those times you clapped and called for, "Quiet."
They've come to hold you in the
You know the way that I hide
[Chorus]
Way that I hide
Way that I hide
Way that I hide
Way that I hide
Way that I hide
You know the way that I hide
Way that I hide
Way that I hide
Way that I hide
Way that I hide
Way that I hide
Way that I hide
Way that I
Way that I hide
Way that I hide
Way that I hide
Way that I hide
Way that I hide
Way that I hide
Way that I hide
Way that I hide