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 nothing else 'round here but human strife Cause they say it's difficult Yes, stereotypical 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 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 [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, whoa oh We are next in line And we gotta work, We gotta feel Let's open our eyes and do whatever it takes We gotta work, We gotta feel Let's open our eyes now, oh whoa [Chorus] And I 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 We are next in line, oh oh We are next in line