On and On Songtext
von The Hitchers

I see him on a park bench
Each day older
Sitting on his own
Smokes a pipe
Keeps a smile on his face it′s frozen Oh old times cover him with time
Will it go Will it go Will it go yeah!
On and on, on and on
He's on the only any he knows

Doesn′t move 'cept the evening goes to his room
Doesn't do much else
But the old boy must be happy some way
Coz on and on go round and round