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