What has life to offer me when I grow old?
What's there to look forward to beyond the biting cold?
They say it's difficult, yes, stereotypical
What's there beyond sleep, eat, work in this cruel life?
Ain't there nothin' else 'round here but human strife?
'Cause they say it's difficult, yes, stereotypical
Gotta be conventional, you can't be so radical
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?
'Cause they say it's difficult, yes, stereotypical
Gotta be conventional, you can't be so radical
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
We are next in line
And we gotta work, we gotta feel
We gotta feel
Let's open our eyes and do whatever it takes
We gotta work, we gotta feel
We gotta feel
Let's open our eyes
And sing this song to all of our 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
Sing this song for me
Sing this song for me