What has life to offer me when I grow old?
What's there to look forward to beyond the biting cold
They say its 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 its 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 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 its 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 ones who are Next In Line
We are next In Line
Oh-hoh, 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, oh-woh

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 ones who are Next In Line
We are next In Line

Sing this song for me
Sing this song for me