What has life to offer me when I grow old
What’s there to look forward to beyond the biting cold
Coz they say it’s difficult
Yes, stereotypical

What’s there beyond sleep, eat, work in this cruel life
Aint there nothing else’ round here but human strife
They say it’s difficult
Yes, streotypical
You gotta be conventional
You can’t be so radical

[Chorus]
So I sing this song to all of my age
For these are the questions we’ve got to face
For in this cycle that we call life
We are the ones who are next in line

We are next in line

What has life to offer me when I grow old
What’s there to look forward to beyond the biting cold
Coz they say it’s difficult
Yes, stereotypical
You gotta be conventional
You can’t be so radical

[repeat Chorus]

We are next in line, oooh ohh
And we gotta work, we gotta feel
Let’s open our eyes and do whatever it takes
And we gotta work, we gotta feel
Let’s open our eyes

[repeat Chorus]