Every day I wonder who I am  Every day I find another me  Every day I ask I my maker  What's gonna become of me    I spent one day in a old people's home  Changing diapers, washing rwinkled skin  Brushing dentures for hours and hours  Before I realised the shit I was in    The day after I tried a nursery  Feeding babies, removing puke  Chasing tots for hourse and hours  Because of the pride they took    I even posed naked in a magazine  Don't think they really wanted me  But all those beautifull women  Were horny of my ejaculating stiffy    I think I found the right job for me  Being unemployed seems quite easy  Garning money shouldn't be to hard  For a lazy bum like me