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 laying 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 looking 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 negotiating short
And these surely ain't the droids that you're looking 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 looking 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 measuring
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 sizzling mad?
At least you didn't get Mauled I 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 looking 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