One Foot In The Grave
This particular version is not the one used on the programme of the same name. For the theme tune of "One Foot In The Grave", click here.... This particular version hails from "Eric Idle Sings Monty Python"
They say I might as well face the truth,
That I am just too long in the tooth,
Iíve started to deteriorate,
And now Iím past my own sell-by date.
Oh I am no spring chicken itís true,
I have to pop my teeth in to chew,
And my knees are starting to know,
Iíve just got too many miles on the clock.
So Iím a wrinkly, crinkly, set in my ways
Itís true that my body has seen better days,
But give me half a chance and I can still misbehave
One foot in the grave.
One foot in the grave
So Iím losing my hair
And my spineís a bit kinked
I may be rare, but Iím not yet extinct
Iím an oldie, moldy, too old to rave
One foot in the grave
One foot in the grave
They tell me I am well past my prime,
The landlord in the skyís calling time,
But thereís one thing that he ought to know
I am not yet ready to go
I know Iím old but Iím not a freak,
I should be cherished like an antique,
But every time I have a slight cough,
Iím worried theyíll start switching me off.
So Iím a wrinkly, crinkly but donít send a cheer,
Iím not exactly a little old dear,
But one things for sure Iím still bloody well here.
One foot in the grave
One foot in the grave.
One foot in the grave.
Music and lyrics by: Eric Idle




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