Mrs Parker

Homage to Mrs. Parker

Oh to be young and fit and free

And feel the joy of love,

I'm older now and in arrears

For blessings from above.

I had it once when I was young

I hoped to find some more,

The years they pass without reprise

Soon time will slam the door.

I have no pleasures anymore

The whole of life is such a bore,

The fucking soaps, the fucking news

Please go away and leave me booze.

My mind it chips in a battered groove

I sip to stop the thinking,

No hope that things might soon improve

I will continue drinking.

And when I fade and cannot see

To raise a glass once more,

They'll gather round and pick me up

And cart me out the door.

'Neath damp dug soil they'll sink me down

Muttering to God,

What a waste for one so young

What a drunken sod!

And I will lie in eternal sleep

Without the means to think,

The only thing to worry me

The fact I cannot drink!