I'm getting old,I'm always cold
Do I really want to die.
Bones are creaking
Mind is failing
I can see no reasons why.
They stuck me in a chair
To watch TV
Hope and despair collide
Oh **** I've had a heart attack
I've only gone and died.
I was old, no longer cold
ive gone to meet my maker
Of in a box to the village crem
With my mate thee undertaker.