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Well, today a friend told me this sorry tale
As he stood there trembling and turning pale
He said each days harder to get on the scale
Sort of like Jacob Marleys chain.
But its not like lifes such a vale of tears
Its just full of thoughts that act as souvenirs
For those tiny blunders made in yesteryear
That comprise Jacob Marleys chain.
Well, I had a little metaphor to state my case
It encompassed the condition of the human race
But to my dismay, it left without a trace
Except for the sound of Jacob Marleys chain.
Now there is no story left to tell
So I think Id rather just go on to Hell
Where theres a snowballs chance that the personnel
Might help to carry Jacob Marleys chain.
Help to carry Jacob Marleys chain