Lyrics

Life is full of its ups and downs And this man has seen his share Now he finds that he's losing his mind Just as fast as he's losing his hair All he does in the old folks' home is sit and shit his pants And all he has left is memories But now those too are fading fast He's not getting older, he's getting bitter Everyday he sits and waits for death to set him free He looks and laughs at old photographs Ones that he can no longer see He wonders why dying takes so long He wonders just what it's waiting for He'd like to throw himself out the window But his body doesn't move like it did before