In an old house down by the beach
Lives an old man who's just out of reach
Oh oh, he's got nothing to loseSome say he's a crazy old man
A refugee from a rock and roll band
Oh oh, he's still playing the bluesIn the morning when you rise
Aren't you glad to be alive
Oh oh, put on your barefoot shoesWhen you dance beneath the moon rainbow
Can't you feel the afterglow
Oh oh, why the things we doWhy the things we do
Why the things we doIn the driftwood house you learn how to dream
Truth is stranger than fishing it seems
Oh oh, there's no earthly rulesAnd the people come just to hear him say
Life's too short to live your way
Oh oh, who's really fooling whoInvisible means are the key to support
Makes you the king in your own court
Oh oh, what have you got to losePush the sadness from your heart
There's no living after dark
Oh oh, why the things we doWhy the things we do
Why the things we
Why the things we doWhy the things we do
Why the things we do
Why the things we doIn the morning when you rise
Aren't you glad to be alive
Oh oh, put on your barefoot shoesWhen you dance beneath the moon rainbow
Can't you feel the afterglow
Oh oh, that's why the things we doThat's why the things we do
That's why the things we do
That's why the things we do