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This life
Although it may be real
We never signed a deal
Or held negotiations
To get some changes
But life
Has cast us in this drama
A badly-scripted saga
Through that we have been granted
A Z-list stardom

And that's a role that's ample for me
Who wants to know the top of the tree

In the long run we are all dead
What is the point of getting ahead?
In the long run we are all dead
What is the use in making your bed?

High life
The pressure on the famous
Is almost always dangerous
And we enjoy spectating
As it claims them

Then we mourn for a fading star
But it's only our fate writ large

In the long run we are all dead
What is the point of getting ahead?
In the long run we are all dead
What is the use in making your bed?

In time
You'll join me as you come down
We'll both be on the way out
Supposing that we've got round
Some global meltdown

It's the closing argument
In the case for my defence

In the long run we are all dead
What is the point of chasing success?
In the long run we are all dead
What is the sense in breaking your neck?