I want to be old
And creek by the fire
I want to smell of rotting wood
It's all I desireI want my joints to seize up
I want my legs to ache
I want my eyesight to fail
I want my skin to flakeTo be old
I want to be old
I want to be old
I want to be old
I want false teeth
And not be able to chew
I want to be senile
A centenarian foolI want to have lots of wrinkles
Want my hearing to go
I want to be ignored
And I want to be slowTo be old
I want to be old
I want to be old
I want to be old
I want to be old
I want to be old
I want to be old
I want to be old