Let's make a toast to glory days When you were 8 and I was only 41 I dedicate this selfie to the little guy Who will outlast me when I'm done Look into my camera lens And straight through me I see that you're a lot like me You never get attention And you never get a pension Or your dad's money Picture me gone Picture me gone Picture me gone Picture me gone Picture me gone Picture me gone Picture me gone Picture me gone I backed up all my pictures on my iCloud So you can't see me when I die I left my body somewhere down in Mexico Go find my iPhone, have a try Let's make a toast to glory days When you were 8 and I was only 45 I dedicate to this selfie to the little guy Who will outlast me when I'm done Picture me gone Picture me gone Picture me gone Picture me gone Picture me gone Picture me gone Picture me gone Picture me gone Picture me gone Picture me gone Picture me gone Picture me gone Picture me gone Picture me gone Picture me gone Picture me gone