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Old Habits Die Hard lyrics
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
Nothing bugs me I’m Mr. Anarchy
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- Track 5 on 'Til Your River Runs Dry
- 4 Wait
- 6 Bo Diddley Special
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