â??How very short is life,â? Old King Henry tells his wife,
â??I do love you, but the odds are not with me.â?
The evens win the game, and she hangs her head in shame,
â??Sir, anything to serve my king and country...â?
Aesop spins a fable. Old Cain's looming over Abel,
Throws his cards down on the table, all to see.
The lights begin to fade underneath the ace of spades.
There's something wrong, and Lord, I think it's me.
Oh Lord, it must be me.
Cortés rides with Montezuma on a horse come down from Yuma,
Says, â??a piece of gold is all I ask of thee.â?
â??I wish we could be friends, but you know how in the end,
The sight of gold has always made you greedy.�
Pigs are rolling on the floor. There's a knocking at the door,
â??Little pigs, come out and play under the tree.â?
â??Go away!â? they scream to him, and he tucks his tail within.
There's something wrong, and Lord, I think it's me.
Oh Lord, it must be me.
Caesar says â??goodnight.â? Brutus sharpens his old knife.
Morning comes so soon, but life so slow, it seems.
A kiss can mean the worst. Judas reaches for his purse,
â??Don't you worry, it will nevermore be empty.â?
The traitor takes the stand with a gun held in his hand,
Screams, â??I do not understand how I am guilty!â?
Judge looks him in the eye, says â??Son, neither do I.â?
There's something wrong, and Lord, I think it's me.
Oh Lord, it must be me.
Dead men tell no tales, and a culprit never fails.
Even now, the murderer runs rampantly.
The dead man in your street's just a boy of seventeen.
Aren't you glad this won't keep you from your sleeping?
â??London Bridge is falling down,â? says the juggler to the clown,
â??You had better hit the ground and best be running.â?
â??The traitor's set to win, â??cause he always has a friend.â?
There's something wrong, and Lord, I think it's me.
Oh Lord, it must be me.
It must be me.