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Who-o-oah! Who-o-oah! Who-oah! Who-oah! Who-o-oh! Who-o-oh! Who-oah! Who-o-oh! Who-o-oh! Go! Well I guess you could describe me by my fragile mental state I've got one foot on the curb and one handhold in the brain I've always been a dollar short, always a couple minutes late Let me shake the hands of dreamers of this lucky liden state And congratulate believers who all bet our twist of fate On and on and on and on and on And on and on and on Do your worst; I'll survive another year It goes on and on and on and on and on SongtexteAnd on and on and on I live to tell the story of my last few years This new year will be different but I'll end up sleeping in Insignificant arrogance spawn out a realm of state Let me shake the hands of dreamers of this lucky liden state And congratulate believers who all bet our twist of fate On and on and on and on and on And on and on and on Do your worst; I'll survive another year It goes on and on and on and on and on And on and on and on I live to tell the story of my last few years When I'm wasting away (is not good enough) When there's one thing to say (I'm not giving up) Starting over again I'm turning around On and on and on and on and on And on and on and on Do your worst; I'll survive another year On and on and on and on and on And on and on and on The story of what kind of was my last few years On and on and on and on and on And on and on and on I live to tell the story of my last few years On and on and on and on and on And on and on and on The story of what kind of was my last few years My last few years (Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and nae for auld lang syne?) Aus Songtexte Mania