Gimme, gimme, gimme

Remember me? 'Member me? 



This old man, he plays one on one

He was your cool whip master, you were his B.C. son

This old man

He's got the smell of sin

He's got the nature of sin

He was your actual, factual old sin nature

Mother praying, 'Jesus save the boy,

Save him from the old man.'

Got away

Glory, Glory 



Up from the water, out of the grave

Wearing a new man's clothes

The old man's dragging the lake again lately

What does he want?

Mama, you don't suppose... 



This old man, he don't mind the gap

He's like a subway rat

He's crawling out of your past

Out of the dark

Little land shark

Little predator scavenger

Serving up sucker punch

Flyweight, gonna eat your lunch 



This old man, he's flicking on the brights

He's wanting squatter's rights

He's gotta have his space in your face

Get you reminsicing for the very years you wasted

Every bitter fruit you tasted

Gonna snare you in a stare-down

Better to choke than breathe in your curse

This old man, this old man

Better to crawl than to ride in your hearse 



This old man, he plays seek and destroy

He comes robbing my joy

He's here spreading the rot

Old man, don't you get it?

What I've got's as good as gold

Good as gold