We all arrive to that day 

The gloom and dismay 

And we always try to push it away

We stride, we run, and then we stoop 

Our legs go wobbly and our arms start to droop

Our back goes out, and so does our jaw 

We make n’are a cackle, but merely a caw 

Which is why you should today, 

Not sink down in dismay 

But instead throw yourself into the fray 

Learn to enjoy the circumstances of life 

Learn to ignore your pains and your bodily strife 

So come hither my friends, with food and some drink 

Try to be merry, don’t deprive yourself and sink 

Pile on your platter a mountain a beef 

For eating and drinking shall bring you relief

We’ll all know that fateful time 

When you hear for the last time a clock that shall chime

So be merry while you’re still here

Rather than just play dead half the year 

So don’t put down your glass, 

Toast to your king or your lass, 

Make sure to have one last laugh

‘Cause you can’t do that when you’re beneath the grass