Lyrics On and On - Drapht

On and On

It.
ain’t the end, ain’t the end of the world
Ain’t the end, ain’t the end of the world
You write your own life
Write your own song
And write your own right
And write your own wrong!
Cause life goes on and on and on and on
It goes on and on and on
You write your own life
Write your own song
And write your own right
And write your own wrong!
Cause life goes on
Life goes on
Going through your life living out your office space
Washing away your dreams, bitching on your coffee break
Stop and take a little look at your life
You’re just a robot and not Optimus Prime
More like a phonebox, watch the shit ya talking
Burning knocked out like beef with George Foreman
Shaun of the Dead, zombie flick
World of blood suckin' leeches and comedy skits.
AHHH.
Rich get rich, the poor get poorer
If you’re talking bout being poor and your bored of
Or your water.
bed sprung a leak
Then ya realise that ain’t a water bed underneath.
And you’re still smoking a packet a day
And you hate it but can’t give it up.
What you really need is a slap to the face
And a little «wake the FUCK UP»!
Coz NA.
It.
ain’t the end, ain’t the end of the world
Ain’t the end, ain’t the end of the world
You write your own life
Write your own song
And write your own right
And write your own wrong!
Cause life goes on and on and on and on
It goes on and on and on
You write your own life
Write your own song
And write your own right
And write your own wrong!
Cause life goes on
Life goes on
(Tyah).
You gotta sit back relax put your feet up.
Wanna liva la vida, looking like you a leader.
Take a breather
Listen to me bleed over the beat
Like a art with a rush stuck of Tina
Turn the heat up, see the world react
Then react like Lindsey picking up girls in rehab (ohh.)
So negative everyone take a sedative
Cos the doctors said you better give 'em medicine
Late nights with Letterman, it isn’t healthy!
You think pills and feeling sorry for yourself is?
And your girlfriends checking out dudes
Maybe cos your girl’s bra looks better on you!
(NA…)
It.
ain’t the end, ain’t the end of the world
Ain’t the end, ain’t the end of the world
You write your own life
Write your own song
And write your own right
And write your own wrong!
Cause life goes on and on and on and on
It goes on and on and on
You write your own life
Write your own song
And write your own right
And write your own wrong!
Cause life goes on
Life goes on
You gotta see that you’re your own nemesis
Thought are venomous
So life throws ya lemons bigger than Ellen DeGeneres
Elementary you’re meant to make lemonade
Or you could cry over you losing the tennis game
You could blame it on the rain or you could dance in it
Or you could inflame enhance ya chances
And getting stuck in an elevator playing Hanson
I’d rather be held from ransom by Manson!
Handsome is as handsome does
Judge a book by the cover and struggle to find love
You work enough, give a little to your family!
Finger to your boss and live your fantasy life!
Cause NO!
It.
ain’t the end, ain’t the end of the world
Ain’t the end, ain’t the end of the world
You write your own life
Write your own song
And write your own right
And write your own wrong!
Cause life goes on and on and on and on
It goes on and on and on
You write your own life
Write your own song
And write your own right
And write your own wrong!
Cause life goes on
Life goes on