Wheel of Fortune

The whole world seems a racket
Which the house will always win
We wear full metal jacket
And are sorry for our sin
But we cannot weep away
That which is by that which was

Yesterday without today
Is a very common cause
Of not seeing tomorrow
If it ever comes indeed
Let hell keep all its sorrow
And heaven provide for need

Should the world get too intense
Its absurdity too great
A common situation
As the hour grows dark and late
Should poor communication
Isolate you lost to fate

Evolve by adaptation
Go mad and appropriate
The insanity defense
For that is what I have done
And it works for me you see
Let the carnival commence

Wheel of fortune spun unspun
Life and death at two to one

+Steven Curtis Lance



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