All For The Best
When you feel sad, or under a curse
Your life is bad, your prospects are worse
Your wife is sighing, crying
And your olive tree is dying
Temples are graying, and teeth are decaying
And creditors weighing your purse
Your mood and your robe
Are both a deep blue
You'd bet that Job
Had nothing on you
Don't forget that when you get to
Heaven you'll be blessed
Yes, it's all for the best
Some men are born to live at ease, doing what they please
Richer than the bees are in honey
Never growing old, never feeling cold
Pulling pots of gold from thin air
The best in every town, best at shaking down
Best at making mountains of money
They can't take it with them, but what do they care?
They get the center of the meat, cushions on the seat
Houses on the street where it's sunny
Summers at the sea, winters warm and free
All of this and we get the rest
But who is the land for, the sun and the sand for?
You guessed! It's all for the best
Some men are born to live at ease, doing what they please
Richer than the bees are in honey
Never growing old, never feeling cold
Pulling pots of gold from thin air
The best in every town, best at shaking down
Best at making mountains of money
They can't take it with them, but what do they care?
They get the center of the meat, cushions on the seat
Houses on the street where it's sunny
Summers at the sea, winters warm and free
All of this and we get the rest
But who is the land for, the sun and the sand for?
You guessed! It's all for the best
Some men are born to live at ease, doing what they please
Richer than the bees are in honey
Never growing old, never feeling cold
Pulling pots of gold from thin air
The best in every town, best at shaking down
Best at making mountains of money
They can't take it with them, but what do they care?
They get the center of the meat, cushions on the seat
Houses on the street where it's sunny
Summers at the sea, winters warm and free
All of this and we get the rest
But who is the land for, the sun and the sand for?
You guessed! It's all for the best (you must never be distressed)
Yes, it's all for the- (all your wrongs will be redressed.)
Yes, it's all for the- (someone's got to be oppressed!)
Yes, it's all for the best!
Your life is bad, your prospects are worse
Your wife is sighing, crying
And your olive tree is dying
Temples are graying, and teeth are decaying
And creditors weighing your purse
Your mood and your robe
Are both a deep blue
You'd bet that Job
Had nothing on you
Don't forget that when you get to
Heaven you'll be blessed
Yes, it's all for the best
Some men are born to live at ease, doing what they please
Richer than the bees are in honey
Never growing old, never feeling cold
Pulling pots of gold from thin air
The best in every town, best at shaking down
Best at making mountains of money
They can't take it with them, but what do they care?
They get the center of the meat, cushions on the seat
Houses on the street where it's sunny
Summers at the sea, winters warm and free
All of this and we get the rest
But who is the land for, the sun and the sand for?
You guessed! It's all for the best
Some men are born to live at ease, doing what they please
Richer than the bees are in honey
Never growing old, never feeling cold
Pulling pots of gold from thin air
The best in every town, best at shaking down
Best at making mountains of money
They can't take it with them, but what do they care?
They get the center of the meat, cushions on the seat
Houses on the street where it's sunny
Summers at the sea, winters warm and free
All of this and we get the rest
But who is the land for, the sun and the sand for?
You guessed! It's all for the best
Some men are born to live at ease, doing what they please
Richer than the bees are in honey
Never growing old, never feeling cold
Pulling pots of gold from thin air
The best in every town, best at shaking down
Best at making mountains of money
They can't take it with them, but what do they care?
They get the center of the meat, cushions on the seat
Houses on the street where it's sunny
Summers at the sea, winters warm and free
All of this and we get the rest
But who is the land for, the sun and the sand for?
You guessed! It's all for the best (you must never be distressed)
Yes, it's all for the- (all your wrongs will be redressed.)
Yes, it's all for the- (someone's got to be oppressed!)
Yes, it's all for the best!
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Writer(s): Stephen Schwartz
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