| So I might open with a real light joke, right?
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| Real life is a real life rougelike
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| There’s no F5 key to rewind what we don’t like
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| So we spend most our time just hoping that we won’t die
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| So when I look around and see someone that’s elderly
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| I tell myself they’re either winning life or found a cheat
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| And yet they’re treated as some selfish freaks
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| Who’ve failed to leave
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| Who’ve somehow outstayed their welcome
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| With the power to breathe
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| Well, I’ve come around to tell them
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| Though I doubt it’s seldom seen
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| That their very presence is a present I’m proud to receive
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| This is for the OG’s, old geezers, fogeys
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| Bolted up in the old folks' home with no keys
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| It must be lonely up atop the holy escalator
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| But eventually we’re each the next to leave so check you later
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| Being senior seems to me between being tuckered out
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| And realising there’s so much to not give a fuck about
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| It’s been a long time, been a long time, been a long
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| Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time
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| It’s been a long time, been a long time, been a long
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| Lonely, lonely, lonely, such a lonely time
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| To the church-going folk, I hope you all pray for me
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| Because I’ve no hope of growing old gracefully
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| Life’s a fatal disease so I’m just waiting to see
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| What exciting places it might be taking me
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| I’m going to be an OAP that’s OP
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| Hope to be as old as Gandalf and Obi-Wan Kenobi
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| Living is so me, I’m going to get enough
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| Although I won’t reach the one hundred and twenty-seven club
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| Prejudice putting needless junk between us as the Devil does
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| The way we treat them is the treatment that’s ahead of us
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| Old people are previously youngsters who just levelled up
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| Being senior should be seen as something just incredible
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| It’s been a long time, been a long time, been a long
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| Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time
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| It’s been a long time, been a long time, been a long
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| Lonely, lonely, lonely, such a lonely time
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| It’s been a long time, been a long time, been a long
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| Staying young 'til I become an ancient one’s my one desire
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| Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time
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| It’s been a long time, been a long time, been a long
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| If you can’t feel the bass
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| Turn up your hearing aid and pump it higher
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| Lonely, lonely, lonely, such a lonely time
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| What you have to do is hang on through until the chumps retire
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| Then wack them in the trash
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| But dude, that attitude’s a dumpster fire
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| Passing youth’s a fact that you and I will come to cry at
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| And grapple with the facts that we refused confronting prior
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| There’s an infinite abyss in front of us but I am
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| Not the really kind of guy to just give and come so quietly
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| Succumb to higher creature comforts and just lie in piece
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| 'Cause once I die, at least I’d like to be thunk of in high esteem
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| Nah, never mind, being in the freakin' riot police
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| I’ll speed at an entire fleet while screaming in the driver’s seat
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| 'Til I’m a bleeding pile of meat, the kind that lions eat
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| Now darling, be a sweet and bring my slippers, I’ve got tired feet
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| It’s been a long time, been a long time, been a long
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| Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time
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| It’s been a long time, been a long time, been a long
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| Lonely, lonely, lonely, such a lonely time
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| Just because there’s nothing left to prove
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| Doesn’t mean there’s nothing left to do
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| But as seasons pass the fee increases for your season pass
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| 'Til you’re a seasoned passenger of centuries who sees 'em pass
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| Put to pasture, don’t repeat the past, you need some greener grass
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| They plan to treat you as a weed in fields that need reseeding fast
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| I see you creeping of your peak productive beaten path
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| 'Til even keeping up with previous achievements seems to drag
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| I don’t believe that each of us can be surpassing Pete &Bas
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| I mean it’s been an eon since you’ve even had a decent shag
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| Another day, they might discover me in glacial ice
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| Or maybe I’ll be vaporised to nada but a ray of light
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| Descendents won’t remember whether I’ve blue, gray or hazel eyes
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| But it’s irrelevant, man, it’s whatever fate decides
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| So I’ll just say this, mate, whatever may arise
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| I’ll stay alive 'til the day I die
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| It’s been a long time, been a long time, been a long
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| Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time
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| It’s been a long time, been a long time, been a long
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| Lonely, lonely, lonely, such a lonely time
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| It’s been a long time, been a long time, been a long
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| Staying young 'til I become an ancient one’s my one desire
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| Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time
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| It’s been a long time, been a long time, been a long
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| If you can’t feel the bass
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| Turn up your hearing aid and pump it higher
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| Lonely, lonely, lonely, such a lonely time |