Next In Line

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 Oh, oh, 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, whoa, whoa 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 Sing Sing Sing Sing Sing Sing Sing this song Sing Sing this song for me Sing this song for me Sing Sing Sing