They're the ones, the ones that we all know,
Who can't let go.
Once were bold singers
Now they sing, and their crooning leaves us cold:
They're just too old.
Paul McCartney gave you joy for years,
But his Hey Jude now leaves you in tears,
And an old singer's siren-song lingers.
It's the song of death from our dear…
Old Singers!
Producers - beware of their past of gold.
They're just too old.
Elton John's back-catalogue still thrills
But his laryngitis gives us chills.
And Keith Richards' haunting face lingers,
But he's technically dead, unlike most…
Old Singers!
Producers - beware of their past of gold.
They're just too old.
