Prologue

Lyrics for Prologue

This is a story, it's not fantasy Left up to us to relate One first of April, some years ago Striver steps out of his house Springtime sun is shining down on the city He has to take the subway, oh what a pity Puffing publicity on every wall Proclaiming the best way of life It's squandermania, it is a creed You must believe unreserved Striver's mind is somewhere else in the office He does not yet know that he will be filed away 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