Hello welcome to the show
Thought we broke up years ago
What's up I just shit my pants gambled and I lost
Good times just blew out my knee
I've fallen and I can't get up
Oh shit I think I broke my back where's the wheelchair?
I'm old school, I'm played out
(out, out, out)
Osteoporosis, glaucoma and neurosis
The vultures circling above our balding heads
Second verse, the same as the first
I forgot the words again
Railer lost my inhaler who's got a smoke for the Caper?
Hold on let me catch my breath
All right I feel better now Take it to the bridge
I'll never be Ozzy On stage when I'm fifty
I'm gonna look like Elvis By the time I'm forty
We're already bogus We're already fading
We'll never be The Rolling Stones, I'm staying home
Dementia and senility My failing muscles atrophy
I've lost all ability Falling apart!
Blue hair, brown teeth
Failing livers, defeat
Maybe we will try to pull it off for another year
Writer(s): Don Gilmore, James Jiro Fukai, Jason Singleton, Kevin Palmer, Joshua Moates
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