Langley had a house on 5th avenue,

It was a brown stone block with a third floor view,

He saw the whole wide world through a magpie's eye,

Took home a million things you would walk right by,



Langley had a house on 5th avenue,



His brother homer was blind and paralyzed,

A hundred oranges a week would bring back his sight,

Through the bundles and the boxes that were stacked as deep,

As the love between two brothers, Langley watched his keep,



His brother homer was blind and paralyzed,



They withdrew from the world when their parents died,

And when homer got sick, Langley only came out at night,

To sift and forage, through the garbage,

For food and water, things to salvage,

Umbrellas and an old X-ray machine,

A dozen grand pianos and a rusty spring,

A hundred and eleven tons of other things,



Soon the brothers were the talk of the neighborhood,

People said they had a palace that was filled with gold,

In the spring of 47 the police came out,

To check up on an anonymous tip they got,



Soon the brothers were the talk of the neighborhood,



It took them 10 days to find Langleys body there,

Caught in a booby trap that he had engineered,

Near 30 years of daily papers and a leaking roof,

Crawling through a maze of tunnels, he made pram nor proof,

To protect him and his brother from their greatest fears,

Among the rubbish and the relics he had saved for years,

And just some feet away from Homer slumped down in the chair,

It took them 10 days to get to Langleys body there.