Go ask an old man, see what he's got to say Don't ask your teachers, they weren't much good anyway Nothing really matters, as time drifts on by Just a drop in the ocean, a shot in the sky Don't stray from the narrow, and keep your hands clean It seems very silly, if you know what I mean You worry and worry, never really know why I wake in the morning, as trams roll on by I have a lover, so I can't complain For me there's no other, we play silly games And though she is not here, I'm never alone She's lives in my pocket, and inside the phone I'm going to Scotland, that's where I'm from I'll probably not stay there, coz' it's not very warm We followed our father, coz' father knows best With rhyme a good reason, and my wheezing chest So go ask an old man, see what he's got to say If he falls in the gutter, be on your way Nothing really matters, as time drifts on by You give your love presents, you laugh and you cry