Go Happy with no teeth, but happy here in hibernation Slurpin' on a peach, I'm starin' at the situation There's a kitty at my foot, he's meowin' out this conversation Rockin' back 'n' forth, as that's my only destination Old man on the back porch, old man on the back porch Old man on the back porch, and that old man is me Old man on the back porch, old man on the back porch Old man on the back porch, and that, sing yeah Got a two-string on my lappy, it's total subsonic vacation Well chicken on the drums, he's poundin' out a perfect prescription Twenty little worms, all plug into amplification Fifteen hundred bass drum luggin' bug-eyed monkeys All arriving at the station I'm an old man on the back porch, old man on the back porch Old man on the back porch, and that old man is me Old man on the back porch, old man on the back porch Old man on the back porch, and that, yeah I'm old, I'm an old man, I took all my money And I bought myself a little shacky-condominium Outside of Sydney, Australia So I decided to retire here in Australia Because it's so gosh-damn beautiful I love it so tenderly, so much it's just like home Oh, so out for underneath the trees Come a bunch of little chickies And the buckets and the monkeys With the one-string, no-string string, two-string guitars "Hey, Chris wanna jam? Sure, why not" Old man on the back porch, old man on the back porch Old man on the back porch, and that old man is me, me Old man on the back porch, old man on the back porch Old man on the back porch, and that