Gary Morris - The Man Upstairs lyrics

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(Don Henry - Craig Morris)

Lifetime of memories stuffed in a moving van

Fresh out of college, big city here I am

And as I turn the key somebody's watching me

Who is that old man?

As I'm unpacking he shuffles down the stairs

A walking fossil with crew cut silver hair

He barely says hello, looks at my stereo

There could be trouble.

The man upstairs os certainly a strange one

The man upstairs doesn't like my kind

And I'm sure that I disturb

The man upstairs.

One night it happened a knock upon my door

Eyes in my keyhole, oh no, the geezers sore

Points at my stereo, he smiles and says hello

Love them Beatles.

He brought some records, we really had a ball

Big bands and crooners 78's and all

And for a couple years we used each others ears

Loved them Beatles.

The man upstairs is certainly a strange one

The man upstairs is not what he appears to be

He's an awful lot like me

The man upstairs.

I found the package next to my doorstep

A box of records, a note attached to it

It said I won't be needing these, don't worry I'll be fine

Up where celebrities play all the music live.

And the man upstairs loves to hear his music loud

The man upstairs is not what we imagined him to be

He's an awful lot

Like you and me.

The man upstairs...