One Last Round

wonder of wonders our eyes behold
 this scaffold of stars but look under for truth be told
 we're leaving a scar on everything we've found
 and we're going into town for one last round one last round
 if all that glitters is not gold
 should our rainbow's end be just the winter cruel and cold
 of our discontent my friends we're trouble bound
 yet we're going into town for one last round one last round one last round
 and it's the children who have yet to come who'll have to pay our tab
 what kind of world will we have left for them the odds now will be stacked
 we've all the wisdom our minds can hold
 but no common sense all the live long day the joke
 was at our own expense we've drained our bottles down
 and we're going into town for one last round one last round one last round
 yes we're going into town for one last round one last round one last round