17.

If I were to say my life was so rubbish
I'd say that your life is bullish
Yeah my life is so much as the same-ish
At least I can say I ain't no Amish.

And when you call me fat and forgotten
Yeah it leaves me low; still downtrodden
More than anything I feel so rotten.
Least I ain't a fuck-wit forgotten.

So go away you big storming sod
I know what I could have been, it's been but foretold.
My life has been and gone for now it's been sold.
So for now I'll be so bloody old.

Oh I say again...