Film of Life - Birth Control

Now, the sands are running out slowly

As he runs along the living crowded street

He’s just like a house on fire

Magnetized by the old mansion on the hill

It seems somebody’s waiting there for him

Looks like a movie house

He’ll be the only one to see the show

To tell him what could be

Lights are dimmed by hands unseen

His face appears on the screen

First blurred

Then clearly

Now the film of life will show

What you never realized until you got your call

Life is just a lucky chance

As long as you take time to take care of your soul

First, there is a scene from his childhood

Then his face, covered with measles everywhere

Yes, he really can remember

Lightly off, barely escaping polio

That happened when he was a little boy

But he could see it now

Talk of the devil and he will appear

To tell you what might be

Film fate of him, you or me

The back door possibility

First blurred

Then clearly

As the film of life goes on

You can see acts you’ve played but did not realize

Showing it is touch-and-go

With our lives sometimes but we don’t think of it

When that strange performance was over

Someone came, his name was Mister Scheleton

He said:"You've been a bureaucratic man

Without a human trait

You have to die as your life’s meaningless

Your own fault, so listen

I’ll do a special with you

'Cause your train is long overdue

You will be

Surrendered

To the close-meshed nets of law

They always find a reason to put out a soul

Maybe health and life depend

On the regime you’re in and on your attitude