the old man is out by nine    his wife died a year ago    always wearing his sunday clothes    never seen him talk to anyone    liquor stores and churches    there's one on every corner    thanks for all my daily bread    a can of food, bottle of wine, and a 99 cent pack of cigarettes    he's a solid piece of stone    he aint got much backbone    he's a solid piece of stone    and he's got to get back to the ghetto    a dusty old bone    for the dogs to swallow whole    he likes to go his way alone    watch them pick apart this old lone soul    he's a solid piece of stone    he aint got much backbone    he's a solid piece of stone    and he's got to get back to the ghetto    so it goes, he's alone, they pick apart his old lone soul x2    so it goes, he's alone, my life, my hole    he's a solid piece of stone    he aint got much backbone    he's a solid piece of stone    and he's got to get back to the ghetto    he's a solid piece of stone    and he's got to get back to the ghetto