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