Paired off pacemakers with matchin' alarms
And you know that you're over the hill
Back at the home, no time is your own
Mind makes a promise that your body can't fill
So you know, that you're over the hill
Down on the farm
And the nerves in your thigh just quivers and fizzles
'Cause to us the thought's as good as a thrill
Doin' the old folks boogie
The bank foreclose and your bankruptcy shows
To spin one more yarn
Try and get a rise from an atrophied muscle
Facilities there, they're all out on loan
Old folks boogie and boogie we will
Wheelchairs, they was locked arm in arm
When your mind makes a promise that your body can't fill
And your credit creeps to an all-time low
And you know, that you're over the hill
Gives us just one more chance
