A Punk That Got Old

My nose hairs they tickle

My bladder is fickle

I get up to pee six times a night

I used to be cool

Now my kids are in school

Little shits think that they're always right

I mow the lawn

In my New Balance runners

I yell at the teen who cuts through my yard

I can't handle spice

It hurts my tummy

Why is getting old so hard

I'm just a punk that got old

Where oh where has the time gone

My jokes are offensive, the kids get defensive

And I wonder where I went wrong

My bones they hurt

My plumbing squirts

That means just what you think

I'm tired and grumpy

My butt's gotten lumpy

My ear hairs clog up the sink

I hear words like rizz

Buss, cap and skibidi

On the videos making the round

I scratch my head

And say "golly gee jiminy"

Then grunt out some old man sounds

I'm just a punk that got old

Don't know where the time has gone

Now I play my guitar in an old run run down bar

Singin' this sad country song

I'm just a punk that got old

Where oh where has the time gone

My hearing's selective, my knees are defective

I wonder where I went wrong