Sanders Sides One-shots

Its all for the best ( moceit songshot)

Patton:

When you feel sad Or under a curse Your life is bad Your prospects are worse

Your wife is crying, Sighing And your olive tree is dying Temples are graying And teeth are decaying Credit is weighing your purse

Your mood and your robe Are both a deep blue You'd bet that Job Had nothing on you

Ah, don't forget that when you go to heaven you'll be blessed Yes, it's all for the best

Janus:

Some men are born to live at ease, doing what they please, richer than the bees are in honey Never growing old, never feeling cold, pulling pots of gold from thin air The best in every town, best at shaking down, best making mountains of money They can't take it with them, but what do they care? They get the center of the meat, cushions on the seat, houses on the street where it's sunny Summers at the sea, winters warm and free, all of this and we get the rest But who is the land for, the sun and the sand for? You guessed it's all for the best

( Both sing verses simultaneously)

Both: You guessed, it's all for the -

Patton: You must never be distressed!

Both: Yes, it's all for the -

Janus: Someone's got to be oppressed!

Both: Yes, it's all for the best!