Sometimes I feel like being wispy
And once in a while I feel like being dry
But we`re doomed and we`re drowned by this feeling we surround
So I hope that I get old before I die
It`s a long, long rope they use to hang you soon I hope
And I wonder why this hasn`t happened
Why why why
And I think about the dirt that I`ll be wearing for a shirt
And I hope that I get old before I die
Clear off the kitchen table darling
For on the kitchen table I must lie
I`m just tired for my wife just served the banquet of my life
And I hope that I get old before I die
