What is the point of this life that we lead? The filth and the fury the neurotic need Where are we going where does it lead? The strife and the striving as life from us bleeds Sin, sin What is its point, its purpose, its goal? Where is it going, each one plays his role? Striving with ego to triumph to win For wealth and for power commit any sin Sin, sin The stinking corpse rank with decay A king or a duke forgotten today Sin, sin So thrust with your ego you will not be saved We all end as paupers alone in our graves Worry, hurry and fight for your rights You'll never get there then bang, out go the lights Sin, sin Each action each striving a pointless game And after it's over forgotten your name Yeah, yeah, yeah Sin, sin