….it stops the old monstrosity, the decrepitude should be sued, it’s so rude, hate to get caught in the nude, the mind is at its best in its heyday, we’ll all go crazy some day, Mayday Mayday is all day, it takes years to crash, even though it was a smash, maybe that’s where I got this gash, it’s gray hairs in my mustache; It’s not the brakes on life, it’s an attempt at a correction on life. Death is change, stay too long might get deranged, a thousand years of life is strange, how do you think things change; lack of understanding have you looking for blame.