(Modern science has extended human life. But is longevity what You really want? Be careful what You wish for. Come on - face the music!) Will I still be active, Passionate and full of life? Or will I feel redundant, Yearning for the day I'll die? Will I still be relevant, Or will I be ignored? Never thought I wonder What the future has in store - when I'm a Hundred-Sixty-Four. Where will I be living? Marble palace or dirt floor? When will I get my pension? I wouldn't want to work no more- When I'm a Hundred Sixty-Four Will I turn grey, or sport a toupee? Or even care anymore... At a hundred sixty-four I hope I'll still be noticed, Turning heads like before. Will I be cool or nerdy, Up-to-date or dinosaur When I'm a Hundred Sixty-Four Will I be lazy, stuck in my chair? It all seems so crazy, guess I won't care anymore At a Hundred Sixty-Four. I might just be bored... At a Hundred Sixty-Four
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