Here it is now, in the wee hours
The sneaking suspicion that I'm wasting my time
The old folks' home, it keeps me going
Keeps me in touch with mortality

So how did I come to do nothing?
No now I'm really doing nothing
With everything I wanna do left undone

I know, I should make the most of my life
I know, and now I've heard it 99 times

Dark is the night, the day is long
I'm a worried man, here's a song
An auto rusts from the salt on the road
A young man rusts from sitting at home

So how did I come to do nothing?
No now I'm really doing nothing
With everything I wanna do left undone

I know, I should make the most of my life
I know, and now I've heard it 99 times