Old Folks

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 folks they don't understand
 Back in the day, 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
 Fall down for no reason, the churches are heaving
 The old folks they live their lives
 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 they live their lives
 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 their lives
 [Backing for last 2 verses]
 Same as everybody
 It's coming back to haunt me
 It's on all the time
 Sitting in the summer
 The days are getting longer
 They don't remember why
 A cost to everybody
 They're always sad and lonely
 They live their lives