LYRICS
When you grow old
Or so I’m told
Life throws a curve
And you lose your nerve
How unfair to lose your hair
How unkind to go blind
Chorus
Your teeth fall out all about
Going deaf closet to death
Chorus
Then get this… the onset of arthritis
Paralysis
Moans from broken bones
Osteoporosis
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: C Em Am / G Am / E Am
Recording: digital 1-track stereo / recorded live
A song inspired by Keith Emerson. After suffering nerve damage to his right hand, he committed suicide.
Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards and Synthesizers (microKorg, Korg N364, Yamaha PSR-740, Casio WK-3500, miniNova, Boss Loop Station, Boss BR-600, DigiTech RP3)
From the album Found On Sound
by Daniel Brouse