Holding on, holding on
Every round she sings
When it's time for war
Every rising sun
Has a right to go down
Holding on, holding on
Every honey bee
Gets some peace of mind
Every lovely guest
Gets a glass of fine wine
So make some little babies
Holding on, holding on
Love, love
Love love love love love
I do love
Love, love
I f*cking love you, I f*cking love you
I do
I'm not fooling anyone
A few more 'til the world is ready;
It won't be sick anymore
As long as that's what keeps you happy
Holding on, holding on
Love, love
Love love love love love
I do love
Love, love
I f*cking love you, I f*cking love you
I do