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