Everyone's Fool

He’s a grump at the party, a pain from the past. A man in his eighties. Just smoking some grass. plays on your nerves, like my creaky old door. So irritating, like the hole in my floor. He’s a blot on the landscape, a floater in my pool. A crack in my windscreen, but nobody’s fool. Nobody’s fool, ah ah nobody’s fool. He don’t like summer, And he don’t like the cold. Likes the odd vino. But now he’s been told. You see him everywhere. Makes everyone mad. No idea of manners. Just my grumpy old dad. He’s a blot on the landscape, a floater in your pool. A crack in your windscreen, but nobody’s fool. He’s nobody’s fool, yeah yeah nobody’s fool, ah ha. Now I look in the mirror, and here’s what I see. A grumpy old man, staring back at me. I’m a grumpy old son, just a chip off the block. Life of regrets, down on my luck. He’s just a blot on the landscape, a motor mouth fool. Got a sack full of sorrows. I’m everyone’s fool. I’m everyone’s fool, yeah yeah, I’m everyone’s fool, yeah, yeah. He’s just a blot on the landscape, a motor mouth fool. Got a sack full of sorrows. I’m everyone’s fool. I’m everyone’s fool, yeah yeah, I know it’s been all wrong. I’m everyone’s fool, yeah, yeah. I know it’s been too long. I’m everyone’s fool.