Neil Old’s “Young Man”

 

Young man, look at my life

I was a lot like you are

Young man, look at my life

I was a lot like you are . . .

 

Young man, look at my life

Ninety-four and there’s not much more

Live alone like a parasite

That makes me think of you

 

Hair lost, eyes are crossed

Wish I had some teeth to floss

Now I find I’m growing moss

Rolling stone to you . . .

 

Young man, take a look at my life

I’m a slob like you

I need someone to empty

My bedpan too

Cataracts in my eyes

And my veins are blue.

 

Elegize, coins in my eyes

Run around till I’m all run down

This looks like mush to me

I thought today was stew

 

Losin’ my memory

Very geriatrically

Now it’s gettin’ hard to pee

Trickle down to you . . .

 

Young man, take a look at my life

I’m a slob, that’s all

I break somethin’ brand new

Every time I fall

And my prostate’s the size