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Credits
AUSFĆHRENDE KĆNSTLER:INNEN
Faithless
Künstler:in
Rollo Armstrong
Programmierung
Maxi Jazz
Stimme und Gesang
Sister Bliss
Remix-Techniker:in
Dido
Begleitgesang
Aubrey Nunn
Bassgitarre
Gaƫtan Schurrer
Programmierung
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Rollo Armstrong
Komponist:in
Ayalah Bentovim
Komponist:in
Maxwell Fraser
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Rollo Armstrong
Produzent:in
Sister Bliss
Produzent:in
Goetz
Mischtechniker:in
Nick Kirkland
Ingenieurassistent:in
Ibi Tijani
Ingenieurassistent:in
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
He's a dirty old man and a dirty old man
He's a dirty old man and a friend of mine
He's a dirty old man Ā and a dirty old man
He's a dirty old man and a friend of mine
[Verse 2]
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, I'm a dirty old man, the mean streets are home
My life is cold, I'll chill you to the bone
Heart of stone, have a care, I carry traces of death in my hair
You know my breath stinks, I leave shit everywhere
So be aware I'm unfeeling
Don't you dare try appealing to my better nature
You better wait, you're misinformed
Ain't nothing warm about me, old and grey
Concrete, clay and steel, and what else is real?
I mean the actual deal
People seem to love living under my hair
Some of them call me London, I'm also known as New York
Anywhere in the world you find me, I talk the same bad talk
Walk the same walk from side to side
You're transparent to me, there ain't a thing you can hide
Derive glamour from the stamina it takes to survive
You think I didn't know it's over with your face like a rat
Now gimme your cash and go before you're heart breaks
You're living under my wing and all you got I'm gonna take
I'm a dirty old man
[Verse 3]
He's a dirty old man and a dirty old man
He's a dirty old man and a friend of mine
He's a dirty old man and a dirty old man
He's a dirty old man and a friend of mine
[Verse 4]
I'm a rough old man beyond heart ache
To improve my mood, I could use an earthquake
I sit and wait for my people to release the pain
So I can know peace again in my skin
Sin, deceit and mistrust soaked in
I think I might just fuss or weep drops of woe
The streets flow with tears
I fall down all around your ears
If I could, if I was made of wood, start a fire
No lie, I can afford to smoke sacred fire
'Cause I wouldn't bet on people changing just yet
My eyes are wet and my heart is full of fear and regret
So you're catching the rough edge of my tongue, I start 'em young
I got teenagers carrying guns
And you wanna hold me to blame but we're the same
So for me, we're society and feel the shame
I'm a rough old man
[Verse 5]
He's a dirty old man and a dirty old man
He's a dirty old man and a friend of mine
He's a dirty old man and a dirty old man
He's a dirty old man and a friend of mine
[Verse 6]
I'm a rough old man, this is who I am
He's a dirty old man and a dirty old man
He's a dirty old man and a friend of mine
Written by: Ayalah Bentovim, Maxwell Fraser, Rollo Armstrong