"Dying Degree" lyrics - NOFX

Dresser drawers are filled with pocket change
Coupons cut, cigarettes smoked down to the butt,
Is this what dreams are made of!
Adding up subtracting down you find
Yourself sucking the rind
Dying degree, graying amie
Final payment made - had you forgot?
The rightful owner of one deluxe cemetery plot
Paisley satin lined how apropos
What a better way to go
Dying degree, graying amie
No more eating crumbs
When my pension finally comes
You kids won't eat mush anymore 'round me
Dying degree, graying amie