Oh, the heptagenarians got behind the decks   While the skeleton crew went through the motions.   It was only the medication that was keeping them erect.   Yeh, the devil got the best tunes   So god knows what comes next.      And it's difficult to think of anything less magic   Than the aged in pursuit of the hip.   At the lifeboat station there's a mounting panic...   They're going overboard for this one -   abandon ship!      Oh, the humanitarians took themselves below   While they tried to debate the latest motion;   Meanwhile only the medication served to keep them on the go.   So it's devil take the hindmost:   We sail on the sloop John Doe.      And it's difficult to think of anything that's factual   Now we find ourselves in Alzheimer's grip;   So at disembarkation it's no names, no pack-drill,   We're all anonymous on this one -   abandon ship!