Original lyrics

EN

This old goat with beard of grey He turns his leather gripped cane Those times you clapped and called for quiet They've come to hold you, ain't that nice? He packs a fat oom paul to Jib and make home-baked perfume Sip froth from soft, warm Joe Snug eiderdown bedclothes You know the way that I hide You know This old goat with beard of grey He turns his leather gripped cane Those times you clapped and called for quiet They've come to hold you in the You know the way that I hide Way that I hide Way that I hide Way that I hide Way that I hide Way that I hide You know the way that I hide Way that I hide Way that I hide Way that I hide Way that I hide Way that I hide Way that I hide Way that I Way that I hide Way that I hide Way that I hide Way that I hide Way that I hide Way that I hide Way that I hide Way that I hide