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

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, I