Well he used to be a tailor  Sew those suits so fine  And he never heard of 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    And they say it never rains in LA county  But it gets cold enough to wish you had a few  And he laughts tonight and says  "I finally found me a room with a view  How about you"    He was living in a castle  That he built with his own hands  Out of newspaper and cardboard  He was living off the land