Run Of The Mill

What have you achieved now you're old

Did you fulfill ambition, do as you were told

Or are you still doing the same this year

Should I give sorrow, or turn 'round and sneer

I know that the prospects weren't all that good

But they improved, and I'd have thought that you could

Have strived for that something we all have deep inside

Not let it vanish, along with your pride

Solo

Now with the aid of your new walking stick

You hobble along through society thick

And look mesmerized by the face of it all

You keep to the gutter in case you fall

I can't go on

I can't go on

I can't go on

I can't go on

I, I, I, I