Songtext On and on Drapht

On and on

It.. Aint the end aint the end of the world..
Aint the end aint 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..

Going throught your life liveing out ya office space,
washing away your dreams,
bitchen on your coffee brake,
stop and take a litte look at your life.
Your just a robot and not optimus prime, more like a phonebox, watch the shit ya talking, burning knocked out like beef with Gorge Forman.,
Shaurn of the Dead, Zombie flick
world of blood suckin leeches and comedy skits.. AHHH..
rich get rich, the poor get poor-er
if ya talkin bout being poor and ya bored of,
or ya water.. bed sprung a leak then ya relize that aint a water bed underneath..
And ya still smoking a packet a day and ya hate it but cant give it up.. All ya reall need is a slap to the face and a little wake the FUCK UP!

Coz NA..
It.. Aint the end aint the end of the world..
Aint the end aint 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..

(Tyah).. Ya gotta sit back relax put ya feet up..
Wanna liva la vida,
Looking 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 lindsy picken up girls in rehab (ohh..)
So negitive everyone take a seditive,
Cos the doctors said ya better give em medicine.
Late nights with Lettermen. It isn't heathly!
Ya think pills and feeling sorry for ya self is?
And ya girlfriends checkin out dudes,
Maybe cos ya girls bra looks beeter on you!
(NA...)

It.. Aint the end aint the end of the world..
Aint the end aint 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 your, your own nemesis,
Thought are venomous,
So life throw ya lemons bigger the Ellen DeGeneres..
Elementary ya their ta make lemonade,
Or you could cry over you loosen the tenis game..
you could blame it on the rain or you could dancein it
or you could inflame inhance ya chances
And gettin stuck in an elervator playin hanson,
i'd rather be held from ransom by manson!
Handsom is as hansome does,
Judge a book by its cover and struggle to find love,
Ya work enuf! give a little to ya family!,
Finger to ya boss! and live ya fantisey life!

Cause NO!
It.. Aint the end aint the end of the world..
Aint the end aint 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..