Life’s A Gallop When You Play The Game  It’s Oppressing When You’re Being Screwed  Got To Learn It, So We’ll Tell You Now  It’ll Be The Day To File You Away  When Somebody Else Meets Your Soul  Don’t Be Ashamed, You’re Not To Blame  It’s Gonna Come To All Of Us    See Mister Striver, Seems Quite Upset  Just Can’t Believe  Oh What In Hell Is Happening ?  It Seems To Be A Strange Thing  An Icy Voice Had Spoken  Out Of The Dark As Black As Pitch  Why Should It Be His Turn Now  Why Him, Why Him, Why To Him ?    He Gets Out Of The Door  Of His Nonsmoking Compartment  Nervously, Violently  Hurrying Along The Subterranean Metal  There Seems To Be A Duct Leading Upwards  Towards A Small Light  A Flight Of Winding Stairs  An Iron Door  A Passage  Another Door  Daylight  People !