What rhymes with Life? Not a lot Strife? Knife? Yes, and there it is It stabs you Dismembers you in time Cuts you off from where you want to go in line Every job I had was wrapped in slippery butter Just couldnt hold on as I left with an obscene mutter For I will always try and fail As forever chasing my own tail The label I will go by will always be a chancer, For, I am sorry my wife, my family, my friends As I am seriously running out of good answers