Geriatric

I love singing for the geriatric. They love me when I get theatric.
Old songs are sung and they feel young. Sing along out of one good lung.
Twist my hips like Elvis did. They knew Elvis as a kid!
I love singing for the geriatric. Crowd noise there is mostly gastric.
Soon I get the place hopping. You should see the pills they're popping!
As they eat some cream of wheat, tap their feet to the crazy beat!

I love singing for the geriatric. The pay scale is so elastic.
Get free juice, but keep this rule. At the singer, do not drool!
Who passed out under the table? The crowd there is so unstable!
I love singing for the geriatric. Is her face real or plastic?

My show kills. I sing requests if in my name they leave bequests.
Who will pass out next? From head banging licks for geriatrics.
Geriatrics make the best crowd unless you pump the music loud.
Want to know the smartest tactic? Keep it down for the geriatric.
They love the sound of rappers: open cough drop wrappers.

I love singing for the geriatric. A crazy man escaped the attic.
He sipped a Coke, Diet Free, then in his pants started to pee.
No honorarium! Steal rare fish from the aquarium!
I love singing for the geriatric. The nurse there is a crazy chick.
Old in years but young in spirit. Past their bedtimes or just near it.

The dancing gets sick as the clock will tick on the geriatric.

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Rod Mitchell