Frank Tovey - The Hermit of the Hermit´s Point lyrics

His raven-black hair falls long Down to his toes On his head is a evil bunch of Carrion crows Oh his hip is out of joint He's the Hermit of Hermes Point He sits like a gargoyle On the cornice of the roof Sipping at absinthe One hundred percent proof If it's your dead you need to anoint Go to the Hermit of Hermes Point He's the son of Zeus and he carries A herald's wand If you're looking for bad news He will soon abscond Never known to disappoint He's the Hermit of Hermes Point