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