i want to be an old man

I want to be an old man,
  dressed in black.
With an old friend named Dan,
  and a cadillac.
Remembering the daze of Peter Pan,
  From way back.
I want to have wrinkled skin, no tan,
  and just wear black.

I want to be an old man,
  with a cat.
Around the age of 69,
  with a bad back.
Without the medical chair over my can,
  no T.V. and no jack.
I want to walk with a cain,
  waiting for my heart attack.
Waiting for my sky to rain,
  while waiting for my heart attack.

I want to be an old man,
  with respect.
With no crippling artistis,
  in my hand i exspect.
To die alone, in love and in pain,
  my life a thousand insects.
I like to stand in the rain,
  with a black hat,
because i wish i was an old man,
  dressed in black.