Pipe Man Songtext
von Cornbugs

He′s got a knapsack and he's got a pipe
And he sits on a rock and he forgets to wipe

Pipe man
Don′t take my sack
Pipe man
Don't take my sack

He's been out there for what must be 25 years
I don′t even know if he′s a man or a beast
He walks up and down by the oceanside
Looking for a garbage feast

Y'know, he′s got this pipe
And it makes him look like an intellectual
He's always got it filled with some kinda cheese
And when I see him walking around
His turban starts to flap in the breeze


And I say, ′Hey, pipe man
Don't you touch my sack now′, baby
Oh no
Said, 'Hey, pipe man
Don't you touch my sack′
Sack′s not for you, baby

Hey, pipe man
What's your plan?
You gonna walk up and down forever?
Hey, pipe man
How do you eat, how do you live?
I just can′t think you're that clever

You′re a big old guy
Maybe go down and swim with the fish
Maybe jump with the dolphins in the breeze
I don't know, maybe you got a million dollars somewhere
And you got a condo in the Beverly Hills trees

I said, ′Hey, pipe man
Don't take my sack'
You keep your fingers to yourself there, buddy

He′s got a friend called the Sandman
Who walks down the street
And when they pass they hardly say hello


But I think pipe man is secretly jealous of Sandy
He follows him wherever he goes
But he′s got that pipe and that Borkum Riff
Or whatever that tobacco is called that he smokes

One thing I like about old pipe baby
He laughs at all of my jokes
But I said, 'Keep your fingers off my sack, buddy
This sack ain′t for you'
It′s only for me
And I said 'Hey, pipe man, what′s your plan?'

Man down by the sea
But it's good luck seeing old pipe
When he walks and he rolls
And he shambles and he crawls on his knees
And whenever I drive past and I see that pipe man
I say, it makes me wanna- fills me with ease

And I said, ′Hey, pipe man
Stick your hands off my sack′
Woah!
Hey, pipe man
Get your hands off my sack
Said, 'Hey, pipe man
Woah, get your hands off my sack′
I said, 'Hey, pipe man
Woah, get your hands off my sack′

Get your hands off my sack
Get your hands off my sack
I got love for you, baby
But you get your hands off my sack
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Get your hands off my sack, baby