Physical and Mental Short Circuit

Hey Mister Striver, you’re all alone
Down in the dark
Le jeu s’en fait et rien ne va plus now
Are you prepared
Prepared to leave your presence
It’s just a habit of convenience
To keep the old world turning
We mankind still are learning
It happened to Charlemagne
As well as Monsieur Charles De Gaulle
And it will happen to you
Don’t worry you are not alone
But if you are not willing
You’ll have to be, to be
Life’s a gallop when you play the game
It’s oppressing when you’re being screwed
Got to learn it, so we’ll tell you now
It’ll be the day to file you away
When somebody else meets your soul
Don’t be ashamed, you’re not to blame
It’s gonna come to all of us
See Mister Striver, seems quite upset
Just can’t believe
Oh what in hell is happening
It seems to be a strange thing
An icy voice had spoken
Out of the dark as black as pitch
Why should it be his turn now
Why him, why him, why to him