Thank you Paul I am now sixty-four
reality has bit me, I know the score
inside my head I'm as young as before
I'm still living the dream



It may be now an effort to open the door
but what's out there to see?
There is little new about this old world
that hasn't already happened to me

sure it takes me a while to pee
a dribble more than a pour
will you you still save me
can you still see me
now I'm sixty-four?