"I'm 65 I'm not retirin'"
I don't care you're tippy tappy typist The happy hippies tryin' ta say that the hypest Yeah you can but your soul is made of silicon You got no skeleton, talkin on the telephone why I'm off the hook, and I'm on stage with Moka Only In style city, makin people smile Or I'm at the race track with Prince Vince for instance Been doin this thing since we infants listen I don't play, not with and card sharks Naw, American man, I like titties and car parts And study star charts and cloud formations, Religious, its rather Really though I'm playin xylophone on your sister's Pickin out Christmas with Mr. Dibbs Shootin pool Kid Koala talkin bout our girlfriends with the Molemen til the day the world ends And why not, I lotta love and some airmiles One of the best hairstyles fashion combinations And conversations with Greg Nice in Austin, I'm off the checklist, on the road is often reckless the day off right with some Cap'N Crunch Chomp, on me and Swamp'll grab some lunch Probably, walkin til my legs get Don't put your hands in the air its not a Don't say ho you're wearin a toupee I'm gettin together the Stero on Tuesday Shoppin for shoes, I stop the bleedin Where's Top Speed you need em huh? I'm callin Jimmy to get me past the recipes The rest of these referees and rest in peace I'm desperately lookin for the perfect to break in half My back is me, and I really need to take a bath It makes me laugh, some of these kid tactics are Just ask Cut from Jurassic Meanwhile, me and Slug are arts and crafts Drawin and graphs with my friends from the Livin Legends I'm out here with Styles of Beyond frisbee Until we get dizzy then we go and get a Point is I'm easy goin, no need to for But folks really need to get outside more You can't chop wood an axe made of words Its attack of the 2001