Room with a view

Wellhe 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

When he had some mouths to feed

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 built with his own hands

Out of newspaper and cardboard he was living off the land

He was living off the landhe was living off the land