[Intro]
[Verse]
Was he ready - the billionaire
The hour God called his storm-tossed soul?
Sanguine self-made entrepreneur
Are his riches of Heaven whole?
[Chorus]
But God said unto him Thou fool
This night thy soul shall be required
Then tell me whose shall those things be
That thou thyself has provided?
[Verse]
The tides of men will ebb and flow
Where ships-of-fools fail to anchor
A dying Swede may grin to go
Few speak of One without rancour
[Chorus]
But God said unto him Thou fool
This night thy soul shall be required
Then tell me whose shall those things be
That thou thyself has provided?
[Verse]
Will you be ready - for the flood
Of darkness when you breathe your last?
And sink beneath a weight of Good
Your faithless hope empty ballast
[Chorus]
But God said unto him Thou fool
This night thy soul shall be required
Then tell me whose shall those things be
That thou thyself has provided?
[Chorus]
But God said unto him Thou fool
This night thy soul shall be required
Then tell me whose shall those things be
That thou thyself has provided?
[Break]
[Verse]
Was he ready - the billionaire
The hour God called his storm-tossed soul?
Sanguine self-made entrepreneur
Are his riches of Heaven whole?
[Chorus]
But God said unto him Thou fool
This night thy soul shall be required
Then tell me whose shall those things be
That thou thyself has provided?
[Chorus]
But God said unto him Thou fool
This night thy soul shall be required
Then tell me whose shall those things be
That thou thyself has provided?
[Outro]