Lyrics:
I want to be oldAnd creek by the fireI want to smell of rotting woodIt's all I desireI want my joints to seize upI want my legs to acheI want my eyesight to failI want my skin to flakeTo be oldI want to be oldI want false teethAnd not be able to chewI want to be senileA centigenarian foolI want lots of wrinklesWant my hearing to goI want to be ignoredAnd I want to be slowTo be oldI want to be old