Lyrics Drapht – On And On

Life goes 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,

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 Ya own right,
and write your own wrong!
Cause life goes on….
Life goes on..

Going through your life living at ya office space,
washing away your dreams,
bitching on your coffee break,
stop and take a little look at your life.
Your just a robot and not Optimus Prime, more like a phone box,
watch the shit ya talking,
burning knocked out like beef with George Foreman.,
Shaun of the Dead, Zombie flick
world of blood sucking leeches and comedy skits.. AHHH..
rich get rich, the poor get poor-er
if ya talking bout being poor and ya bored of,
or ya water.. bed sprung a leak then ya realise
that ain’t a water bed underneath..
And ya still smoking a packet a day
and ya hate it but cant give it up..

Cos nah.
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 Ya 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 Ya own right,
and write your own wrong!
Cause life goes on….
Life goes on..

(Chyeah).. Ya gotta sit back relax put ya feet up..
Wanna liva la vida Loca,
like you a leader..
Take ya 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 ya better give em medicine.
Late nights with Letterman. It isn’t healthy!
Ya think pills and feeling sorry for ya self is?
And ya girlfriends checking out dudes,
Maybe cos ya girls 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 Ya 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 Ya own right,
and write your own wrong!
Cause life goes on….
Life goes on..

Ya gotta see that you’re your own nemesis,
Thought are venomous,
So life throw ya lemons bigger the Ellen DeGeneres..
Elementary ya meant to make lemonade,
Or you could cry like Roger losing a 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 for ransom by Manson!
Handsome is as handsome does,
Judge a book by the cover and struggle to find love,
Ya work enough! give a little to ya family!,
Finger to ya boss! and live ya 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 Ya 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 Ya own right,
And write your own wrong!
Cause life goes on….

Life goes on..