Mephisto

Lyrics for Mephisto

Fortune presents gifts not according to the book Fortune presents gifts not according to the book When you expect whistles it's flutes When you expect flutes it's whistles What various paths are followed in distributing honours and possesions She gives awards to some and penitent's cloaks to others When you expect whistles it's flutes When you expect flutes it's whistles Sometimes she robs the chief goatherd of his cottage and and goatpen And to whomever she fancies the lamest goat has born two kids When you expect whistles it's flutes When you expect flutes it's whistles Because in a village a poor lad has stolen one egg He swings in the sun and another gets away with a thousand crimes When you expect whistles it's flutes When you expect flutes it's whistles