He lives a life of empty lies
He never cares, he never dies
For fate is fickle, Fate is cruel
And he'll kick you like a stubborn mule
Unlike a life of carefree ease
Fate will dropp you in the seas
Sink or swim he cares not
At least you'll leave a nice square plot
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