People my age Have started looking gross I cannot say all And I shouldn't say most I've seen them in the grocery I've seen 'em up close People my age Have started looking gross
People my age Are showing some wear There's holes where their teeth was And their heads have gone bare Their brains are shrinking Faces sinking into fat And as for the mirror We won't be looking into that
Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
People my age Have started looking gross Maybe not in Colorado Or up the Silicon Coast Back in Pennsylvania I'd eat scrapple on toast Those were my first steps On the road to looking gross
Hmm, hmm, hmm, oh, oh, oh, oh
People my age Are looking overripe Some are getting operations To tighten up what ain't tight What gravity's ruined They try to fix with a knife What's pleasant in the darkness Is plain scary in the light
Hmm, hmm, hmm, oh, oh, oh, oh GrossTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
