My Expiry Date's Past

The face in the mirror Looks back at me It’s not a face I’m happy to see It’s withered and aged Like a wrinkled old prune My expiry date’s past God, please let me die soon My bones they do creak Like an old rocking chair My aches and my pains Throw me into despair They can burn my old carcass That'll give others more room My expiry date’s past God, please let me die soon My eyes don’t see clearly Just a shadowy haze My precious equipment down under Has seen better days I’m a sad lonely soul And a deaf old buffoon My expiry date’s past God, please let me die soon My ticker ain’t ticking The way tickers should Doc says the plaque in my heart Is restricting the blood It’s a sick ticking time bomb Oh dear I’m full of doom My expiry date’s past God, please let me die soon My plumbing below Sounds like an orchestral disaster And to get to the washroom I now need to run faster Maybe put me down quickly Then some will be over the moon My expiry date’s past God, please let me die soon I wheeze all day long My chest feels aflame The doc in his wisdom Says the smokings to blame I could not climb a molehill And I look like a balloon My expiry date’s past God, PLEASE let me die soon