I don`t know I`m born, I`m only young
I don`t have a choice, you know I`m only young
I`m getting older, I`m getting smaller
Everybody tells you, "you`ve got to walk taller"
You did a war, and now you`re poor
And like your friends, you`re gonna get it in the end
You`ve heard it all before
You can`t go on much more
It`s not like I think
The old folks are losers
They can`t work computers
They die in December time
Can`t put it off, you put it on
Don`t ever stop, it doesn`t last long
The younger folk, they
Don`t understand, they
Back in the day, they
You`re gonna get it in the end
You heard it all before
You can`t go on much more
Its not like I think
The old folks are losers
They can`t work computers
They die in December time
Fall down for no reason
The churches are heaving
The old folks, they live the life
I`m down on the floor, I`ll settle down, do what I tell ya.
You`re gonna get it in the end,
You`re gonna get it in the end
The old folks are losers, they can`t work computers
The old folks are losers, they can`t work computers
The old folks are losers
They can`t work computers
They die in December time
Fall down for no reason
The churches are heaving
The old folks remember why