Laughing at Life
Oh this confounding world we inhabit
With currency the king of the whole zone
We all have to work ourselves to the bone
Competing amongst ourselves for profit
For gold is the standard we abide too
Where we work to live, and live to work
But in times like this all I do is smirk
For everyone has problems like me and you
Misfortune will be inevitable
So why not laugh a little now and then
Because problems rise time and time again
Not all suffering is unbearable
So look to the sky, don’t look to the ground
And that way happiness may yet be found
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