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Lyrics
[Verse]
Golden years, my foot, I say,
Wrinkles grow, and hair turns gray.
Aching joints and creaky knees,
The "golden" part feels like a tease.
[Prechorus]
They call it wisdom, I call it a bluff,
I’ve had enough of this aging stuff!
[Chorus]
Oh, why can’t we grow young, not old?
Dance through life with hearts so bold!
Turn back the clock, rewind the show,
Golden years? No, no, no!
[Verse 2]
Lost some friends along the way,
Memories haunt me every day.
Time’s a thief with no remorse,
Galloping on its one-way course.
[Prechorus]
They sell me creams, they sell me hope,
But I’d rather slide down a slippery slope!
[Chorus]
Oh, why can’t we grow young, not old?
Chase the moon, be brave, be bold!
Swing and sway, forget the toll,
Golden years? That’s not my goal!
Details
GeneratedDec 19, 2025
Duration1:51
LanguageEnglish
Style
jazz, big band, lively boogie-woogie, female vocals with swing backup singers, featuring bold brass, a walking bassline, and a snappy piano riff, swing
Credits
Prompt byCosmicOvertone104
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Golden years my ass , getting old is hard, not easy aging sucks , losing family friends , why can't we grow young not old, big band sound , boogie woogie , woman's voice , back up swing singers
