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