All for the Best

When you feel sad
 Or under a curse
 Your life is bad
 Your prospects are worse
 Your wife is crying
 Sighing
 And your olive tree is dying
 Temples are graying
 And teeth are decaying
 Credit is weighing your purse
 Your mood and your robe
 Are both a deep blue
 You'd bet that Job
 Had nothing on you
 Ah, don't forget that when you go to heaven you'll be blessed
 Yes, it's all for the best
 Some men are born to live at ease, doing what they please, richer than the bees are in honey
 Never growing old, never feeling cold, pulling pots of gold from thin air
 The best in every town, best at shaking down, best making mountains of money
 They can't take it with them, but what do they care?
 They get the center of the meat, cushions on the seat, houses on the street where it's sunny
 Summers at the sea, winters warm and free, all of this and we get the rest
 But who is the land for, the sun and the sand for?
 You guessed, it's all for the best
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 Some men are born to live at ease, doing what they please, richer than the bees are in honey
 Never growing old, never feeling cold, pulling pots of gold from thin air
 The best in every town, best at shaking down, best making mountains of money
 They can't take it with them, but what do they care?
 They get the center of the meat, cushions on the seat, houses on the street where it's sunny
 Summers at the sea, winters warm and free, all of this and we get the rest
 But who is the land for, the sun and the sand for?
 You guessed, it's all for the
 You must never be distressed
 Yes, it's all for the
 All your arms will be redressed
 Yes it's all for the
 Someone's got to be opressed
 Yes, it's all for the best!