The New Auld Lang Syne

Who-o-oah!
Who-o-oah!
Who-oah!
Who-oah!
Who-o-oh!
Who-o-oh!
Who-oah!
Who-o-oh!
Who-o-oh!
Go!

Well I guess you could describe me by my fragile mental state
I've got one foot on the curb and one handhold in the brain
I've always been a dollar short, always a couple minutes late
Let me shake the hands of dreamers, with dumbest luck and blindest faith
And congratulate believers who all bet on twists of fate

On and on and on and on and on
And on and on and on
Do your worst, I'll survive another year
It goes on and on and on and on and on
And on and on and on
I live to tell the story of my last few years

This new year will be different but I'll end up sleeping in
Insignificant, arrogant, spun out or in a spin
Let me shake the hands of dreamers, with dumbest luck and blindest faith
And congratulate believers who all bet on twists of fate

On and on and on and on and on
And on and on and on
Do your worst, I'll survive another year
It goes on and on and on and on and on
And on and on and on
I live to tell the story of my last few years

When I'm wasting away (is not good enough)
When there's one thing to say (I'm not giving up)
Starting over again I'm turning around

On and on and on and on and on
And on and on and on
Do your worst, I'll survive another year
On and on and on and on and on
And on and on and on
The story of what kind of was my last few years
On and on and on and on and on
And on and on and on
I live to tell the story of my last few years
On and on and on and on and on
And on and on and on
The story of what kind of was my last few years
My last few years

(Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And nae for auld lang syne?)