Description
The world sometimes looks like an arena where fangs replace applause. And all you can do is learn to move forward, even if your knees are shaking. The song seems to convey a conversation from the past to the future: somewhat harsh, somewhat gentle. Like a parent who cannot say “do not be afraid,” but can say “hang in there, I am here.”
Each line is like a torn postcard from life, where good and pain share a cup of coffee. And yet, there is something bright in this hoarse, almost prayerful energy. True growing up is not about fearlessness, but about the ability to sing “keep on keeping on,” even if your voice breaks.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Yeah, Julian!
Yeah!
Aw!
Alright, lemme tell you
Julian, it's a hungry world
They're gonna eat you alive, son, oh-yeah
Oh, Julian, when their fangs sink in
I'll stitch you, but then I gotta throw you back in, oh
You just try and sleep, even though you're alone
You just close your eyes, boy, you dream of home
The light is always on, you just keep that in mind
When you wake in the morning, you'll be satisfied
'Cause there is always a wrong to your right
And there will always be a war somewhere to fight
Ooh, oh Lord, oh Lord, keep on keeping on
Julian, I thought I told you this
But I guess I was wrong, yeah, yeah
Oh, Julian, it probably scares you now
In the future it counts, you gotta trust me, trust me, yeah
So hide this song away for a darker day
When you're down on your knees, screaming "Oh, Lord"
I am always there, you just keep that in mind
When you wake in the morning, you'll be satisfied
'Cause there is always a wrong to your right (yeah)
And there will always be a war somewhere to fight (ooh)
And God knows I've had some rough fuckin' years
Ooh, oh Lord, oh Lord, keep on keeping on
La, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
La, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
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Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
La, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
There is always a wrong to your right
And there will always be a war somewhere to fight
God knows I've had some rough fucking years
Ooh, oh Lord, oh Lord, keep on keeping on
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
La, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
La, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
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