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

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!