Face the Facts, You’re Old
© 2009 Greg Judd

Verse 1
First goes your vision
And then your hearing
Age spots will make you scream

You’ll rub and sprinkle
Stuff on your wrinkles
And weight loss
You know that’s just a dream

Chorus
Metabolism starts to slow
Your teeth now sleep out in a bowl
You’ve traded steak for casserole
So I’ve been told

So just …
Get on home, make out your will
The undertaker, he’s dressed to kill
You’re just about ready
For the streets of gold
Face the facts… You’re Old
Face the facts… You’re Old

Verse 2
You spend your vacation bucks
On medication
And down at that Scooter Store

Much Preparation H
Some constipation
And you’ll fight
But you just won’t win that war

Bridge
Like  your back some terms

Jump up and nag ya
I'm talkin’ Sominex, Geritol
And words that rhyme with Niagra

Final Chorus
Metabolism it starts to slow
Your teeth now sleep out in a bowl
You’ve traded steak for casserole
From here its all downhill, I’m told

So just …
Get on home, make out your will
The undertaker, he’s dressed to kill
You’re just about ready
For the streets of gold
So I’ve been told there’ll be

Ending
Corns & bunions, Fungus toes
The weight hangs on
Your hair lets go
You once were hot, but now you’re cold
Face the facts… You’re Old