Have You Heard The One 'bout When A Most Unlucky Fella,

Went Visiting A Fair-ground 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!



[Chorus:]

Gazed Into A Crystal-ball And Watched Its Surface Crack.

When I Cut The Tarot Deck; Death Lay 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

The Travail Of The Hungry Years,

A Father Grey With Grief And Tears,

A Mother Weeping All Alone.



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.



[Chorus:]

Gazed Into A Crystal-ball And Watched Its Surface Crack.

When I Cut The Tarot Deck; Death Lay 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

The Weary Road Of Toil And Strife,

Yet From The Sorrows Of His Life

Builds Ladders To Be Nearer God.



[* - Taken From The Verse "Cry Woe, Woe And Let The Good Prevail." By Oscar Wilde]