Eccentric Man
by Groundhogs
From the album: Thank Christ for the Bomb
Track 9 of 14 on Thank Christ for the Bomb (1970).
Duration: 5:04
Lyrics for Eccentric Man
My chest is a 36, my overcoat is for a 42. My trousers end 6 inches from the ground, 3 inches from my shoe, Tied up with a piece of string and held together with fish-bone glue. Call me an eccentric man, I don't believe I am (2) My bed is a park bench and my sheet and blankets are newspaper pages. The people think I'm crazy, but I know I'm wiser than all the sages, 'cos I have money they think that I'm a fool for doing what I do, but I know it's right. Call me an eccentric man, I don't believe I am (2) SOLO IN E If ever I want to I can have the comfort of my country home. But until that time I'm quite content to have walls made of gravestones, a carpet of moss, a ceiling of sky and a brown rat for a watch-dog. Call me an eccentric man, I don't believe I am (2) SOLO IN G