One Hundred Lyrics

If I live to be one hundred

Is that much too long

Will I want to stick around

When all my friends are gone

If I live to be one hundred

And I'm all alone

Throw me in the fireplace

And burn me to the bone

Right down to my old bones

If I live to be one hundred

And I'm in a chair

Will I still control my wits

And will I even care

If I live to be one hundred

Feed me to the hounds

Or fill me up with metal slugs

And put me in the ground

Deep, deep, deep in the ground

Hear the children cry

What a time to be alive

Hear your grandad say

Things were better in my day

If I live to be one hundred

Stuck inside a room

Save me from my misery

And send me to my doom

Should I live to be one hundred

May I please decline

I would rather live to be

The age of ninety nine

Ninety nine would be fine

Hear the children cry

What a time to be alive

Hear your grandad say

Things were better in my day