Well, today a friend told me this sorry tale
as he stood there trembling and turning pale
he said each day`s harder to get on the scale
sort of like Jacob Marley`s chain.
But it`s not like life`s such a vale of tears
it`s just full of thoughts that act as souvenirs
for those tiny blunders made in yesteryears
that comprise Jacob Marley`s chain.
Well, I had a little metaphor to state my case
it encompassed the condition of the human race
but to my dismay, it left without a trace
except for the sound of Jacob Marley`s chain.
Now there is no story left to tell
so I think I`d rather just go on to Hell
where there`s a snowball`s chance that the personnel
might help to carry Jacob Marley`s chain.