Just turn the page to twenty-three

Tomorrow be twenty-four 

In the morning 

A new day 

Late at night 

It's not the same 

It's a mystery 

A history 

You're gonna live until you die 

It makes you shake 

It knocks you out 

A blinding light 

Black as night 

Being born 

You got no choice 

You're gonna live until you die 

Fifty-two years old today 

Forty-four yesterday 

It's all mixed up 

Don't make no sense 

Just turn the page to twenty-four 

There may be a hundred 

There been before 

You might have been 

Somebody else 

Your world is shaking 

It makes you shake 

Might as well go on and shake 

Just turn the page to twenty-three 

You're gonna live until you die