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Old Habits Die Hard Lyrics - Artist : Burdon, Eric
Well, I was born in troubled times
Yeah, yeah, I've wasted my youth Moving so fast I missed middle age But I found out the truth When it comes to trouble I got me a good head start Nothing's changed, I'm still the same Old habits die hard I turn on the TV and I see myself Getting hassled by the man But nothing bugs me, I keep on trying One day the world will understand They got a file on me over at Scotland Yard Nothing's changed I'm still the same Old habits die hard No matter where we are We can always find each other I can see you coming from a mile away My international brother Orphans always find each other, yeah I bought a brass pipe in Hebron Climbed Masada at dawn Ancient rituals are an art Just open up your eyes I'm not hard to find I always leave a calling card They know me as Mr. Anarchy Old habits die hard Old habits die hard Old habits die hard Old habits die hard Nothing bugs me, I'm Mr. Anarchy |
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