The Guest

Oh, you know life gave him
Yeah, a red flower
It's perfume is as sweet as wine
But the taste is oh, so dry

Is it all in jest?
She said "be my guest" ah, ha
She said "honey, won't you be my guest now?"

One person's master is another person's slave
There's so many parts you can play
You don't have to be happy
Why should you have fun?
Just do everything that I say
And play it for the good times
Play it for the good times
Come on

Could it be just a sin
The way I've been living?
I wish I was pure
I wish I wasn't so hard to please

Is it all in jest?
She said "be my guest" ah, ha
She said "honey, won't you be my guest now?"

Don't forget, one person's master is another person's slave
There's so many parts you can play
You don't have to be happy
Why should you have fun?
Just do everything that I say
And play it for the good times
Play it for the good times
Come on, play it for the good times
Play it for the good, good, good, good times

All the folks back home
They're living all alone
They're all living in deceit
This kind of people, they choose to meet

Is it all in jest?
She said "be my guest" ah, ha
She said "honey, won't you be my guest now?"

One person's master is another person's slave
There's so many parts you can play
You don't have to be happy
Why should you have fun?
Just do everything that I say
And play it for the good times
Play it for the good times
Come on, for the good times
Play it for the good, good, good, good times