Well, he used to be a tailor Sewed those suits so fine And he never heard a failure And he never tasted wine. And he used to be a leader When he had someone to lead And he used to be a father |: When he had some mouths to feed :| (Chorus:) And they say it never rains in L.A. county But it gets cold enough to wish you had a few. And he laughs tonight and says: I finally found me A room with a view - how about you? He was living in a castle that he built with his own hands Out of newspaper and cardboard He was living off the land |: He was living off the land :| Instrumental Chorus