Mineral Man Lyrics

Gary Brooker Mineral Man

(Brooker) 

I keep rolling like a wagon wheel 
What keeps me going are these nerves of steel 
And two good hands to keep me clothed and fed 
A pair of feet to stagger to my bed 
A heart of gold and fists of iron 
A tongue of silver that's bought me time 

Well I'm a mineral man 
stuck here in the can 
till I oxidise 
Well I'm a guest of the State, 
I'll sit here and wait 
'cos I'm subsidised 

When I'm moving like a ton of lead 
There's nothing stops me on the road ahead 
My skin is bronzed from my head to my toes 
people looking everywhere I go 
A heart of gold and fists of iron 
a tongue of silver for to spin some line 

Well I'm a mineral man 
stuck here in the can 
till I oxidise 
Well I'm a guest of the State, 
I'll sit here and wait 
till I'm let outside