Bitter Old Man

I was born a bitter old man

Who got his heart broken in Catalonia, 1936

Things haven’t felt right since

I gave up on life before I arrived

I knew this place wasn’t safe for anyone

But fascists and republicans and their apologists

But I swear to god, I’m gonna die

Full of naive optimism

A teenager’s heartbreaking conviction that

Things can be different, oh yeah

Things are gonna be real different when we’re finished 'round here

I always wanted to die young

I always wanted to die young

I always wanted to die young

Now I feel younger every day

And i just hope I die younger than I am

I can hear you from a dozen states away

Shivering through a dope sick morning of

No money left and nothing else to steal

Lord only knows that I’ve had my share

Cause there were years when I was ready to die

But it’s only been recently that I’ve been willing to live

And I swear to god, I didn’t plan

For things to end up this way

I had a teenager’s conviction that

I would be different, oh yeah

I was gonna be real different than the person I became

I always wanted to die young

I always wanted to die young

I always wanted to die young

Now I feel younger every day

And i just hope I die younger than I am

But now living’s a struggle

Except when it isn’t, yeah

I woke up this morning and

I wasn’t in prison

But I can’t promise that I’m far from it

I’d still kill a man for cigarette

But with friends like you, who needs homicide?

So this song goes out to all our homies locked down

Come on back now, we need you around

That judge, he doesn’t know what he’s done

No, judges never know the things they do

How could they?