Lyrics:

Believe
What the hells in front of me
You must be fuckin' 70 at last
What the hells your problem
Problem
Ozzy and Motley crew and Kiss I thought that you were through
But I kinda liked the Kiss show
Finished with my women
'Cause she couldn't help me with my mind
People think I'm insane because
I am frowning all the time
Let's get Ozzy off the stage
Let's get Motley off the stage
Let's Stanley off the stage
Let's get Ozzy off the stage
Let's get Motley off the stage
Let's Stanley off the stage tonight
You were good 20 years ago
Too much pot a little too much blow
Now the bypass surgery new hip
At seizure world enjoy your stay
Shuffle board, bingo, macrame
Three hot meals liquified for you
Phew