Fugs Dirty Old Man Lyrics

Hangin' out by the schoolyard gate,
Lookin' up every dress I can,
Suckin' wind through my upper plate,
I'm a dirty old man. (dirty old man, dirty old man)

(You f*ckin' dirty old man!)

Handin' out joints to the kids at school,
Givin' out pictures and porn and pills,
Fillin' the front of my shirt with drool,
I'm a dirty old man. (dirty old man, dirty old man)

(Ya prevert!)

Nervously wiggling my toes in my boots,
Communist literature in my hands,
Pinchin' all the bosoms I can,
I'm a dirty old man. (dirty old man, dirty old man)

Hello, kiddies, here I am again on the ol' schoolyard!
I got *thrill pills* for all the little chickies,
And I got *funny cigarettes* for all you boys,
And I got *dirty pictures* for all of you together! Well, I guess I better go, I see the campus cop's
coming.
I better split now.
Remember Leon Trotsky!

Hangin' out by the schoolyard gate,
Lookin' up every dress I can,
Suckin' wind through my upper plate,
I'm a dirty old man. (dirty old man, dirty old man)

(Disgusting!)

Handin' out joints to the kids at school,
Givin' out pictures and porn and pills,
Fillin' the front of my shirt with drool,
I'm a dirty old man. (dirty old man, dirty old man)

Nervously wiggling my toes in my boots,
Communist literature in my hands,
Pinchin' all the bosoms I can,
I'm a dirty old man. (dirty old man, dirty old man)

(You!)

I'm a dirty old man.