i'm not the wreck of the hesperus feel more like the wall of china getting old as methuselah feel tall as the eiffel tower i'm not a power of attorney but I can rock as good as gibraltar ain't no more no spring chicken been plucked but I'm still kicking but it's alright poison penmen sneak, have no nerve to speak make up lies then they leak 'm out behind a pseudonym, the rottenness in them reaching out trying to touch me met some oscars and tonys i slipped on a pavement oyster met a snake climbing ladders got out of the line of fire but it's alright brainless writers gossip nonsenses to others heads as dense as they is it's the same old malady what they see is faulty i'm not the wreck of the hesperus feel more like big bill broonzy getting old as my mother but I tell you I got some company but it's alright