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Pick us up we're all by ourselves The great big howling is about to begin A thousand miles from where it all begins Old world, the whole world is Going on and on (Forfeit, the shape to fit) The backhand to a touch is moving on again (Forfeit, the shape to fit) Going on and on, you know (Forfeit, the shape to fit) Whats next? I'm out of time Losing my touch, I can't feel Speak for me Can you see the same signs? Do you know how To read between the lines? All in all, it's all or none, all for one What you want? Pick us out of a line up Stranded and strange just as innocent as kids The found are leaving and they're trying to forget The old world, the whole world is SongtexteGoing on and on (Forfeit, the shape to fit) The backhand to a touch is moving on again (Forfeit, the shape to fit) Going on and on, you know (Forfeit, the shape to fit) Whats next? I'm out of time Losing my touch, I can't feel Speak for me Can you see the same signs? Do you know how To read between the lines? All in all, it's all or none, all for one What you want? Going on and on Aus Songtexte Mania