(Rocky Balboa says something completely unintelligible)

(The song begins)

All right!

I got somethin' to say
Yeah, Stallone's got a new film
Rocky's hair is gray

All right
Owwwwww
No more Rocky sequels!
C'mon!

Rise up! People sing
Rocky's back in the ring
No more roles, Stallone was broke
Watch the film go up in smoke
Rock-y! Rock-y!
Big... Guy's... lazier, no soft parade
No Eye of Tiger, Geriatrica! (c'mon)

He fell asleep! Inside the ring!
Good God! Rocky's old, yes he is
Good God, Rocky's old!
Oh let's go, let's start the fight
Too old to clap a clapper light
He don't care if he's sixty-five
Rocky's gonna be revived

He's going bald! He's going bald!
Good God, Rocky's old, alright!
Good God, Rocky's old!

Rocky's agin', Rocky's agin'
Still snorin', kinda borin'
Rocky's agin', Rocky's agin'
No hat tricks, geriatrics
"He got the guts, he got the glory"
That's what Survivor had said, no liar
Say yeah!
Heh heh heh heh
Now listen to me

He's gonna, gonna, gonna fly never
I know for sure, there ain't no cure
Too old, man! Can't fight it! He's growing old
"Gimme, gimme, Medicare 'cause I'm just too damn old"

So young, he's not! Too young, he's not!
Good God, Rocky's old! You betcha!
Too bad Rocky's old!

(Guitar solo -- 85-year-old Rocky loses miserably to boxer Wilford Brimley.)

Rocky's agin', Rocky's agin'
I'm snorin', kinda borin'
Rocky's agin', Rocky's agin'
No denial, been a while
"He got the guts, he got the glory"
That's what Survivor had said, the tiger
Say yeah!
Heh heh heh heh

**Wilford Brimley**
"I'm gonna punch this old man down
Down to the ground
Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh"