Listening to: Here Comes The Sun - The Beatles

The Old Man:
O Landlady!
Why can't you see?
I am an old haggard man,
In wanting to be free
O Landlady!
I am in debt
Uttering unintelligable blasphemies,
and in wanting to be free
O Landlady!
I am out of love,
No more kisses, no more hugs,
But more, more and more rum flowing unto my mug
Because I am in wanting to be free,
O Landlady.

Where Should I Go?:
There is no other place I could go
In this dark old hole;
I shall not rot here 'til im old!
I must find somewhere else to go!
The memories here are all sour,
Nothing ebullient for me to keep.
The pain of living here increases by the hour,
No one can keep me here,
Even if they're in power!