This Old Man - Steve Harley, Stephen Malcolm Ronald Nice

You gotta be a dreamer to unleash the inner man

And always have a way to beat the guessing

And if you couldn’t swim, you had to do the best you can

That’s what I took to be his blessing

And though the water may be deep and cold

He always pushes harder to be kind

Yet on the morning after,

When things have settled down

No words express what he knows

No palette paints his hand

No ordinary hero, this old man

Welcome to the carnivore who eats his fellow man

Welcome to the land we call Britannia

Where everybody needs the kinda guy that takes a stand

You can’t imagine life without him, can yer?

And though the water may be deep and cold

He always pushes harder to be kind

Yet on the morning after,

When things have settled down

No words express what he knows

No palette paints his hand

No ordinary hero, this old man

He got a certain rhythm and a sympathetic smile

He’s always got a tale or two to hold ya

He’ll barricade the roads when others jump the stile

He’ll always be the one, the local solider

And though the water may be deep and cold

He always pushes harder to be kind

Yet on the morning after,

When things have settled down

No words express what he knows

No palette paints his hand

No ordinary hero, this old man

No words express what he knows

No palette paints his hand

No ordinary hero, this old man