FATES Why the struggle, why the strain? Why make trouble? Why make scenes? Why go against the grain? Why swim upstream? It ain't It ain't It ain't no use You're bound You're bound You're bound to lose What's done What's done What's done is done That's the way the river runs So why get wet? Why break a sweat? Why waste your precious breath? Why beat your handsome brow? Nothing changes Nothing changes Nothing changes anyhow
