Pain, pain time and time again isn't it a pity what a crying shame
What have I done to deserve this the mystery will remain
Just like merry go round spinning endlessly never to stop
Some one pull the lever I have had enough I'm dizzy and going to drop
I think this bodies falling to bits and going all to hell
It's hard to remember the last time I felt healthy, fit and well
It's time for a part exchange a new body for sure that's to be said
For if there was a scrap heap in life I would be on it
That's what's running through my head
So are there any offers spares or repairs the advert would read
This old crock is still reliable but going all to seed.
He has bumps, scrapes and dints a fair mileage on his head.
The old bugger is still running yet no he surely is not dead.