Lyrics
well, i was born in troubled times, yeah, yeah, i've wasted my youth, moving so fast, i missed middle age, but i found out the truth, when it comes to trouble, i got me a good head start, nothing's changed, i'm still the same, old habits die hard, i turn on the tv and i see myself, getting hassled by the man, but nothing bugs me, i keep on trying, one day the world will understand, they got a file on me over at scotland yard, nothing's changed i'm still the same, old habits die hard, no matter where we are, we can always find each other, i can see you coming from a mile away, my international brother, orphans always find each other, yeah, i bought a brass pipe in hebron, climbed masada at dawn, ancient rituals are an art, just open up your eyes, i'm not hard to find, i always leave a calling card, they know me as mr. anarchy, old habits die hard, old habits die hard, old habits die hard, old habits die hard, nothing bugs me, i'm mr. anarchy
Song details
Artist: burdon, eric