Well he used to be a tailor
Sew those suits so fine
And he never heard of 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
When he had some mouths to feed
And they say it never rains in LA county
It gets cold enough to wish you had a few
And he laughts 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
He was living off the land
Room with a view
And they say it never rains in LA county
It gets cold enough to wish you had a few
And he laughts tonight and says
"I finally found me a room with a view
How about you"
This sounds like the story of a once successful father of children whose life took a fateful turn for the worse leaving him homeless and addicted to alcohol.
Homeless because of the lines:
"He was living in a castle
That he built with his own hands
Out of newspaper and cardboard
He was living off the land..."
A family father turning to alcohol because of the lines:
"Well he used to be a tailor
Sew those suits so fine
And he never heard of 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"