Life is like music in that it is best when it is not normal.

Last spring the background music for the season sounded like Debussy to me.

This year it feels more like a Russian Army male chorus belting out;

Hope for the best
expect the worst
we had Obama
now its Robert Durst

Life's always fatal
From grave to cradle
You can't always right the wrong

Hope for the best
expect the worst
We had an idea
but bubbles burst

Life's always fatal
From grave to cradle
You can't always right the wrong

Hope for for the best
expect the worst
There's executions
and you're the first

Life's always fatal
From grave to cradle
You can't always right the wrong

Hope for the best
expect the worst
you may be blessed
or devil cursed

Life's always fatal
From grave to cradle
You can't always right the wrong

hope for the best
expect the worst
you got the lead
but you're unrehearsed

Life's always fatal
From grave to cradle
You can't always right the wrong

Hope for the best
expect the worst
You have a Porshe
but its submersed

Life's always fatal
From grave to cradle
You can't always right the wrong

Hope for the best
expect the worst
The dead aroma
could be corona

You are just llke all the rest.