Old Ben

So you're looking for a Jedi?
You won't find him here
You wanna know who am I
And how'd I wind up here?
There ain't much left of this man cause
I'm just dust in the wind
But if you can let the dead lie
I'll tell you why I'm here

Yo, simply put, I love sand
I wanna run my fingers through it
The pleasure of the texture
Is somewhat therapeutic
I've never found it to be coarse
Rough or irritating
I'm sick of smooth surfaces
I prefer it grainy
With exfoliating properties
Healing it bestows
I feel it on my skin, even in between my toes
This sandy sensation is divine to the touch
For those who know how to find
A diamond in the rough
I love sand - that's why
I settled in the desert
Retirement on Tatooine? Can't get any better
I used to hold the high ground
Now I'm layin' low
While the suns are in the sky
I'll be covered head to toe
I stripped myself of who I was
So if you unrobe me you'll find an Old Ben
But there won't be no Kenobi
I've only grown in age after
All the time that passed
Now I'm not only haunted
But I'm hunted by the past

So you're lookin' for a Jedi?
You won't find him here
He'd already be a dead guy for
Him to wind up here
I'm just a tired old man
But don't think I won't throw hands
If you wanna start a barfight
Then I'll be here

I love sand - nothing else to know about me
I'm not a fan of people
Keep no company around me
So if you got a question, inquisitor
You know I like to keep my negotiatin' short
And these surely ain't the droids
That you're lookin' for
Neither is the boy - don't know
Who you mistook him for
Now be a good Stormtrooper
It's your time to split cause odds
Are you got the kind of
Mind that I could trick
Not that I know how to do that
I'm a weak little hermit
Never heard of a Lightsaber
Does that need a permit?
Ride or die for the Empire
Take that to church even got my "Make the
Galaxy Great Again" merch
But to be candid, I've abandoned my hope
I thought he could bring balance
But he went up in smoke
Before the times got dark
I lost more than my brother
But if the sun doesn't rise
We can count on another

So you're lookin' for a Jedi?
You won't find him here
He'd already be a dead guy for
Him to wind up here
I'm just a tired old man
But don't think I won't throw hands
If you wanna start a barfight
Then I'll be here, ain't going nowhere

Qui-Gon told me: "When I'm gone, Obi
Train the boy, he'll make a fine Jedi Knight
Homie" thought I could handle him
That little Anakin even if his midichlorians
Were beyond measurin'
I mean they're off the charts
He could show up Yoda
His mama said he never had
A dad? That's so sus
I hoped he was the chosen one
- to be the messiah
But becoming a Jedi held his feet to the fire
Ooh, sorry Darth, are you sizzlin' mad?
At least you didn't get Mauled
Could have split you in half
How far you have fallen
And I would give you a hand
But I'm up on the high ground
Where the Sith never stand
I'd rather deal in death
Sticks than in absolutes
Cause mercy is the only thing that
I have left for you strike me down
And I'll become what you can't
I'll be one with the Force
You'll be one with the sand

So you're lookin' for a Jedi?
You won't find him here
He'd already be a dead guy for
Him to wind up here
I'm just a tired old man
But don't think I won't throw hands
If you wanna start a barfight
Then I'll be here, ain't going nowhere