David Haskell & Stephen Nathan all for the best

Select language to translate this lyric

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!
Credit is weighing your purse!
Your mood and your robe.
Are both a deep blue.
You'd bet that Job.
Had nothing on you!
Ah, don't forget that when you go 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 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 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 - You must never be distressed!
Yes, it's all for the- All your arms will be redressed.
Yes it's all for the - Someone's got to be opressed!
Yes, it's all for the best!

SUBMIT CORRECTIONS

  • Album: