(Verse 1)
Looking out from my bedroom
Where the hills once rolled with grace
Horses played in the paddocks,
Now a wall just takes their place
Covered in tags, no meaning at all—
Another brick in the urban sprawl
(Verse 2)
Kids these days ink their stories on skin
But forget where the real stories begin
The nightly news bleeds through my screen
A broken world that’s lost its sheen
And I wonder if anyone's keeping score
(Chorus)
Got a mat on the porch says "Grumpy old man lives here"
Right next to the one she laid down last year
She still bakes pies and hums Patsy Cline
While I shake my head at the daily decline
The world’s going to hell in a handbasket
Might be glad when they lay me in that casket
(Verse 3)
First home dreams look like mansions now
But no one learns the why or how
Live for today, let the future burn
Would they bleed for a flag they never learned?
Guess I'm just a voice from a dying land—
Yeah, just a grumpy old man
(Bridge)
The coffee’s still hot, the memories still last
But the good days now feel buried in the past
So let the world spin fast and wild
I’ll sit on the porch with the ghost of a child
The one I used to be, before all this began...
Just a grumpy old man
(Outro Chorus – soft)
Yeah, the world’s gone to hell in a handbasket
I’ll be glad when they lay me in that casket
Don’t cry for me, I made my stand—
I was just a grumpy old man...