Isn't it strange how princesses and kings In clown-ragged capers in sawdust rings While common people like you and me We'll be builders for eternity Each is given a bag of tools A shapeless mass and the book of rules Each must make his life as flowing in Tumbling block on a stepping stone While common people like you and me We'll be builders for eternity Each is given a bag of tools A shapeless mass and the book of rules Look when the rain has fallen from the sky You know the sun will be only with us for a while While common people like you and me We'll be builders for eternity Each is given a bag of tools A shapeless mass and the book of rules --adapted from poem, "The Book of Rules", RL Sharpe
This wasn't 80s, just something I've been messing with. It's not too fast or difficult, but sounds neat.