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