Oh you silly old man. You silly old man. You're making a fool of yourself. So get off the stage. You silly old man. In your misguided trousers. With your mascara and your Fender guitar. And you think you can arouse us?. But the song that you just sang. It sounds exactly like the last one. And the next one. I bet you it will sound. Like this one. Downstage and offstage. Don't you feel all run in?. And do you wonder when they will take it away?. This is your final fling. But then applause ran high. But for the patience of the ones behind you. As a verse drags on like a month drags on. It's very short but it seems very long. And the song that you just sang. It sounds exactly like the last one. And the next one. I bet you it will sound. Like this one. So get off the stage. Oh get off the stage. And when we get down off of the stage. Please stay off the stage - All Day!. Get off the stage. Oh get off the stage. And when we've had our money back. Then I'd like your back in plaster. Oh I know that you say. How age has no meaning. Oh but here is your audience now. And they're screaming:. "Get off the stage". Oh get off the stage. Because I've given you enough of my time. And the money that wasn't even mine. Have you seen yourself recently?. Get off the stage. Get off the stage. Get off the stage. (For whom the bell tolls)