Happily taking chance and the Table of Life,
Be nice, throw the dice;
Spinning the wheel to reveal Fortune’s hand
O’er wandering band, flowing time’s sand;
Never stopping, always hopping,
Hoping against all hope, stroking sensitive ego,
Refusing to let go, roll the dice one more time,
But this time pray the Lord save the day
Rescue from dismay, this life made of clay;
Amen and Amen.