The Original Crooks and Nannies - Oldest Relative [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

I'll watch the pot
Hands on the clock
I know that everything is inevitable
Pull up a chair for the boiling over

I'm feeling weird
Backwards and queer
But I know that my diet of motor oil
Will keep me going when I get too old to rely solely
On the energy my body produces

Old is relative to the people you're with
And the things that you've lived through
I'm relatively far from the earth

I used to wish that my cells would stop reproducing with myself
But now I'm content with my bodily functions
Because positive thinking isn't lying to yourself

Lies are relative to your narrowing sense of what is real and fake
I wish I had a little more perspective
But I'm relatively close to you
Theres only one month left until you sleep in my bed
But there is a month and one day
Until you slip through my sweaty hands

Until then

I'll take care of myself
Like I take care of my car
I'll ask somebody else
To do it for me

Do it for me
Would you do it for me?