The long-haired old men step out in the sun Of Orange my hometown and I am one Long-haired old men stepping out not dead yet One with a hat on and two with a bow To tie back their hair three I do not know Professors at the university Or paranoid schizophrenics like me Long-haired old men walking I have not met Mine hangs down freely and gets in my face But I like it there in its rightful place Like Orange my hometown out in the sun Just starting here when I thought I was done +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMXII