Saved By The Buoyancy Of Citrus

I'm in the red I've got the blues I'm token black, An early graying fool. I need an orange I need a lime I need a last name that don't feel like such a crime. I feel 16 I feel 60 I feel 9 to 5. So sick of rent checks So sick of life vests So sick of 5 foot 9. Once was lost but now am drowned.