The years 2062.
My tits are saggy, my hair is blue.
I think back to those days of singing along
And picking up change.
It won't be long before I go.
My dying wish to see a show.
Just stamp my hand and let me in,
I'm a hardcore senior citizen

Circle pit, I don't care, I'll join in on my wheel chair.
"Watch out granny's in the pit!"
Just be careful of my hip.

It won't be long before I go.
My dying wish is to go to a show.
I can't help but be real proud,
'cuz that's my grandkid surfin the crowd.

The year's 2062.
My tats are green, I have one tooth.
Even though I am a prune,
My heart still carry's the spirit of youth.
When you think there's nothing left,
I'll grab the mic and catch my breath,
Because this old lady is true...TILL DEATH!!