Have you heard the one 'bout When a most unlucky fella' Went visiting a fairground For to see a fortune teller? She said: "Of all the palms I've read Yours is by far the worst I'm duty-bound to tell you You've been well-and-truly cursed" Ill-fated was my selfless quest Blind faith a grave mistake I'd strived to do my very best To serve a dream quite fake Just one more hapless sacrifice spilt tears in full-flood Ingenuous I've paid their price Not all vampires suck blood Gazed into a crystal ball and watched its surface crack When I cut the Tarot deck, Death laid there grinning back I've been here many times before, again the joke's on me I know the score but deja-vu ain't what it used to be *O well for him that lives at ease With garnered gold in wide domain Nor heeds the splashing of the rain The crashing down of forest trees *O well for him who ne'er hath known (Deja-vu ain't what it used to be) The travail of the hungry years (Deja-vu ain't what it used to be) A father grey with grief and tears (Deja-vu ain't what it used to be) A mother weeping all alone (Deja-vu ain't what it used to be) To tread an unshared path alone Was my lot from the start So seldom fleeting solace known By this rent, careworn heart Watch the stand-up tragedy Famous for fifteen minutes I glimpsed my future and decree Saw dearth of purpose in it Gazed into a crystal ball and watched its surface crack When I cut the Tarot deck, Death laid there grinning back I've been here many times before, again the joke's on me I know the score but deja-vu ain't what it used to be *But well for him whose foot hath trod (Deja-vu ain't what it used to be) The weary road of toil and strife (Deja-vu ain't what it used to be) Yet from the sorrows of his life (Deja-vu ain't what it used to be) Builds ladders to be nearer God (Deja-vu ain't what it used to be) [*"Cry woe, woe and let the good prevail." by Oscar Wilde]