Life is unequal game
That we play
Whether we want it or not
You are part of that game
You know that you will always
Lose in the end
They have a car
You have your worn out sandals
The game is equal to all
But only the rich and smart
Can win
You wish they burn in hell
But they are all happy and well
In the end they give you a dime
And tell you that you are going
To be fine
But the truth is that you are going
To die alone and in pain
That is life here my friend
End it all before you fall
Let the play their game
Until they burn it all
That is their nature
Then you will be no more
Game is over my friends
Schibolet 