I Can't Stand Noise

I must be cracking on, I must be getting old

I can’t stand noise and I really hate the cold

 

Time ain’t nice and time ain’t kind

It screws with your body, screws with your mind

 

Every bloody day, another painful twinge

Makes you have a moan, makes you have a whinge

 

The years roll by with their wear and tear

The loss of youth’s none too easy to bear

 

Eyes start to fail and joints begin to grind

And don’t try to kid me that you don't mind

 

I had get up and go once, but it got up and went

Soon I will be ancient and craggy-faced and bent

 

It doesn’t feel fair and it doesn’t feel right

Getting up to have a pee four times every night

 

Can’t run for a bus, can’t run up the stairs

Hair once dark now awash with silver hairs

 

I used to have hot passions and lots of fire and drive

Now I need to check my pulse to see if I’m alive

 

I must be cracking on, I must be getting old

I can’t stand noise and I hate the blasted cold