I could have died at three of a unknown malignant virus
I could have died at five of a missile fired by mistake
I almost died at ten during the floodings on Pluto
At twenty I survived the bombings of the cosmic war
I should have died at thirty when a meteor struck the earth
I nearly died at forty when my spaceship crashed on Mars

But I'm alive today to start my second century

I could have died along the way
I could have died a thousand times
I should have died a thousand times
I should have died along the way
But I'm alive today to start my second century
One hundred years today and so many before me

I could have died at fifty in the ruins of Alk-a-Dar
I could have died at sixty when my warehouse caught fire
I nearly died at seventy during the summer hurricane

I could have died at eighty during the landslide on Mercury
I almost died at ninety when my cargo sank in the sea
I swam five hours before jellyfishermen rescued me
One hundred years today up to start my second century

I will die today at one hundred
My assembler says he won't repair me
I will die today at one hundred
He says it will be cheaper to replace me