The Bible
tells a wondrous tale
Of those who win and those who fail
The foolish virgins could not win
To waste their talent was a sin
You'll find that Satan's always around,
that old clown,
so use just what you've got.
The man who cries when
things are bad,
an d makes the world around him sad,
should not forget the virgins' wives.
They used their talent as a prize
They traded five and got five more
Great story, boy
So use as what you've got
To shwerk is wrong, make work a song
To cry brings tears, to try is fear
You'll always reap just what you sow,
the good and pay for serving
those you serve.
you're in trouble by the score,
an d you're in need of
something more,
an idle mind won't get you far.
You'll have to reach out for a star,
The good Lord gave his sense to you,
so choose, and use as what you've got.
To shirk is wrong, make work a song,
to cry brings tears,
to try is bitter.
You'll always reap just what you sow
The good and faithful servant knows
You've done the good you've got