Poor obsolete man - I'm a burden to you all 
You're leavin' me out in the cold 
My spine's collapsing - can't remember what I'm told 
My entity gives way to mold

We're growing old - our functions go 
We're moving slow - scraping the bone 
We grow cold

My brittle frame covers in folds 
My teeth are free from the oppression of the jaw 
Got a Swiss cheese colon and an artery full of spitballs

We're growing old - our functions go 
We're moving slow - scraping the bone 
We grow cold