One Foot In the Grave (Original 7" Mix)

They say I might as well face the truth That I am just too long in the tooth I started to deteriorate And now I'm past my own sell-by date Oh, I am no spring chicken, it's true I have to pop my teeth into tune And my old knees have started to knock I've just got too many miles on the clock So I'm wrinkly, crinkly, sad in my ways It's true that my body's seen better days But give me half a chance and I can still misbehave One foot in the grave One foot in the grave (Hello?...yea, yea, yes, it's Meldrew here) (Yes, Victor Meldrew) (Yes I've been holding, hey.look.look, look, I've been on hold for about half an hour!) (What for? I want to speak to someone, not this five hundred times of someone singing "Have a nice day!") (What do I, what, I want to complain!) (On what? About everything!) (What do you mean you're closed!) (Oh well, the same to you!) So I'm losing my hair and my spine's a bit kinked I may be rare but I am not yet extinct I'm an oldie, mouldy, too old to rave One foot in the grave One foot in the grave (Hello!) (Hello! Hello, oh hell! I can't hear myself think!) (Stop it! Will you turn off that ruddy racket!) They tell me I am well past my prime The landlord in the sky's calling time But there's one thing that he oughta know I am not yet ready to go I know I'm old, but I'm not a freak I should be cherished like an antique But everytime I have a slight cough I'm frightened they'll start switching me off So I'm wrinkly, crinkly but don't shed a tear I'm not exactly a little old dear One thing's for sure, I'm still bloody well here! One foot in the grave One foot in the grave One foot in the grave (Hello? Hello? The bloody hell's everyone gone?) (I don't believe this!) (Hello?)