Pall Malls 
And a racing form 
Oh oh oh… 

An old man 
In a furnished room 
Oh oh oh… 

Had his eyeglasses 
Smashed again 
Oh oh oh… 

Prowlin’ downtown 
For some teenage skin 
Oh oh oh… 

Fingernail dirt 
And blackhead cheeks 
Oh oh oh… 

His faded “Members 
Only” speaks 
Oh oh oh 

The sky says forever 
The clouds wander by 
The heat of September 
Makes him glow 

Korean War 
Setting sun 
Dashing and young 
Now he’s so alone