They Might Be Giants - O, Do Not Forsake Me Lyrics
O, do not forsake me, my indolent friendsO, do not forsake me though you know I must spendAll my darkest hours talking like thisFor I am one thousand years oldOne thousand years oldSure, you think thats oldOne thousand years oldBut what do you know?In my darkest hour Im talking like thisFor I am one thousand years oldOh, some have forgotten the flower of speechAnd walks through the garden where I go to defendMisbegotten notions while talking like thisFor I am one thousand years oldOne thousand years oldSure, Id say thats oldOne thousand years oldBut what do I know?In your darkest hour, my indolent friendsWell be one thousand years old