The Cure

I Want To Be Old (sav studio demo 10/77)

I want to be old and creak by the fire
I want to smell of rotting wood
It's all I desire
I want my joints to seize up
I want my legs to ache
I want my eyesight to fail
I want my skin to flake

I want to be old

I want false teeth and not be able to chew
I want to be senile
Octogenarian fool
I want to have lots of wrinkles
I want my hearing to go
I want to be ignored
I want to be slow

I want to be old

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