Intro >E >E Verse Queuing with the old folk There’s an old man with a wicked smile Not through smug politeness He’s doing it in st-yle st-yle He’s doing it in st-yle st-yle Pre Chorus No savings book or flannel slacks No pardon when I heard them ask Just a Vodafone and a Filofa-x When I’m 64 I’ll dream on Verse They all bore the milkman Stop him for hours at their front gate He just sits and thinks I’ll make the bastard wait wait I’ll make the bastard wait wait Pre-Chorus No dribbling or incontinence No longing for the old sixpence Just smoking weed till age make sense When I’m 74 I’ll dream on Verse They all save for Blackpool Just for the cheap companionship Meanwhile he counts pennies For a different trip trip For a different trip trip Pre-Chorus No smoking pipes and drinking bitter No eying up the baby sitter I’ll trip up kids and I’ll drop my litter When I’m 84 I’ll dream on When I’m 84 I’ll dream on late Outro (I’ll dream on) You’re in your nineties Arthur Be careful with your back Exercise your muscles I’d rather Jack I’d rather Jack Yes I’d rather Jack I’d rather Jack Yes I’d rather Jack I’d rather Jack Yes I’d rather Jack I’d rather Jack...