Testo di Old

They're taking you to dinner, they're taking you to tea It's meals on wheels forever, interminably You're old Now it takes you twenty when it used to take you five Every morning when you wake up it's not good to be alive You're old Half your friends are dying, half your friends are dead It takes you half an hour just to buy a loaf of bread You're old The Zimmer frame needs mending, the arthritis makes you sad Angina is Regina, the good times are all bad You're old