Life's a shame
Spider veins
Gone insane
And my memory does fade
Heavy rings around eyes remain
Another
Step closer to the grave
See the slowpoke crowd, wheel the crowd to breakfast
Don't like twisted
veins that grow
I never, ever swallow my food whole
And they chew the food before I eat it
Every day

This is lame
Mirrors are a degrade
Almost insane...
No more fame
Mirrors are vain
I never
gain...
Cuz my memory don't remain
Stubby fingers hold cigarettes
Up to lips that time regrets
While
the retirement home door shuts behind your back
Will anyone try to escape?
Just listen, they play
old songs
Ashes in trays
Dusty people
Life really lacks

I feel maimed
Got migraines
Gone insane...
Unfortunate,
fame
So much pain
Gone insane...
Feed me, little volunteer
na-na-na
Go away
Not
okay
Little tin ashtray
Ashes on me
Dusty skin
Teeth are black

We are untame
See our veins
Going
insane...
Faded fame
Mirror are lame
Not quite sane...
But my memory don't remain
Ashy smells
Dust to dust
Cataracts... But the memory don't remain Yea
Faded 90-year olds yeah, yeah (solo)
Slow-dance old wrinkly
citizen dance