What has life to offer me when I grow old
Watch that to look forward to beyond abiding call
'Cause 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
They say it's difficult, yes, stereotypical
You 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
You 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, woah
Oh-hoh, we are next in line
And we gotta work (we gotta work), we gotta feel (we gotta feel)
Let's open our eyes and do whatever it takes
We gotta work (we gotta work), we gotta feel (we gotta feel)
Let's open our eyes, woah-woah...

So 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, ooh...

What has life to offer me when I grow old