Sittin' on the sun, drinking all day long
Sittin' on the moon, awaiting my doom
My hair is growing gray, but I've got nothing to say
And everybody's in the house of broken sin
I can't recall your name did you really enjoy the fame?
'Cause every Saturday the children come and play
In my garden field with the rose peels and the seals
'Cause we are the bearded bums, laughing all day long
We are the youthful men who have nothing to spend
Chillin' at the bone as the blue birds moan
Grass is growing high, teardrops flood her eyes
The sound escapes her cheeks, and I'm left in the streets
Thinkin' to myself, how can I get out of hell?
I wanna see the sky, I wanna see you fly
'Cause every Saturday the children come and play
In my garden field with the rose peels and the seals
'Cause we are the bearded bums, laughing all day long
We are the youthful men, who have nothing to spend
Oh we are the bearded bums, come and sing our songs
We are the sinful men, who have come to repent
Oh we're the bearded bums, come and sing our songs
Hey we're the bearded bums, come and sing our songs