I'm gonna make a chicken gumbo

Toss some sausage in the pot

I'm gonna flavor it with okra

Cheyenne pepper to make it hot You know life is what we make of it

So beautiful or so what

I'm gonna tell my kids a bedtime story

A play without a plot Will it have a happy ending?

Maybe yeah, maybe not

I tell them life is what you make of it

So beautiful or so what

So beautiful, so beautiful, so what I'm just a raindrop in a bucket, a coin in a slot

I am an empty house on Weed Street

Across the road from a vacant lot

You know life is what you make of it

So beautiful or so what Ain't it strange the way we're ignorant

How we seek out bad advice How we jigger it and figure it

Mistaking value for the price

And play a game with time and Love

Like a pair of rolling dice

So beautiful, so beautiful, so what Four men on the balcony

Overlooking the parking lot

Pointing at a figure in the distance

Dr. King has just been shot And the sirens long melody

Singing savior pass me not

Ain't it strange the way we're ignorant

How we seek out bad advice

How we jigger it and figure it Mistaking value for the price

And play a game with time and love

Like a pair of rolling dice

So beautiful, so beautiful, so what