Wreck of the Hesperus

Im not the wreck of the hesperus Feel more like the wall of china Getting old as methuselah Feel tall as the eiffel tower Im not a power of attorney But I can rock as good as gibraltar Aint no more no spring chicken Been plucked but Im still kicking But its alright, its alright Poison penmen sneak, have no nerve to speak Make up lies then they leak m out Behind a pseudonym, the rottenness in them Reaching out trying to touch me Met some oscars and tonys I slipped on a pavement oyster Met a snake climbing ladders Got out of the line of fire (but its alright) Brainless writers gossip nonsenses To others heads as dense as they is Its the same old malady What they see is faulty Im not the wreck of the hesperus Feel more like big bill broonzy Getting old as my mother But I tell you I got some company (but its alright) But its alright, its alright But its alright, its alright Its alright, alright Its alright