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When we were younger, decades ago We've let it all hang out while boozing tons of alcohol These days are over, we're fossils now All threatened with extinction Too weak, antique Our joints are crunching No sex but brand new teeth We feel a troubling Date of expiry One foot in the grave - send in the doctor With death face to face - the God of Beer is calling One foot in the grave - where is my pension? Grey hair's no disgrace - one foot in the grave Real beauty lies in wrinkly tattoos In our old age home the nurses have got piercings too Hop in your wheelchair and feed some birds Let's have a race on crutches Senile with style Black leather diapers (Black leather diapers) Bedpans of shiny chrome But we'll keep banging (But we'll keep banging) And shake off Parkinsons Letras de cancionesOne foot in the grave - send in the doctor With death face to face - the God of Beer is calling One foot in the grave - where is my pension? Grey hair's no disgrace - one foot in the grave Our joints are crunching (Our joints are crunching) No sex but brand new teeth We feel a troubling (We feel a troubling) Date of expiry One foot in the grave - send in the doctor With death face to face - the God of Beer is calling One foot in the grave - where is my pension? Grey hair's no disgrace - one foot in the grave One foot in the grave - send in the doctor With death face to face - the God of Beer is calling One foot in the grave - where is my pension? Grey hair's no disgrace - one foot in the grave From Letras Mania