A man of great ambition he pushed himself to be A man upon a mission with great riches to achieve All his friends admired him And in every word they trusted and believed And the odds seem forever in his favour He made a sound investment in his own abilities A healthy clientele and some committed employees Well regarded in the town, money to be made, and cash be found And the odds seem forever in his favour Sooner or later the man is bound to fall One fine day, sir Sooner or later empires are bound to fall The wind blows forever without waver Because I never see the door But the odds were not endeavored Forever in your favour He bought a grander house on a more expensive street Quite a price to pay for a place to rest his feet Felt the water rise before he knew it wasn't all negative Still he thought he had the odds in his favour We hate to disappoint you, the banker didn't appeal The string of repossessions, his wife's expensive heels But sitting down upon the kerb, he felt a certain feeling of relief And he knew the odds were far from in his favour Sooner or later the man is bound to fall One fine day, sir Sooner or later it's the end of the road Does the wind don't blow forever without waver? If the king cracks the stone, pulls the sword But the odds were not endeavored Forever in your favour You're expensive pockets are empty and you're feeling insecure I think you may resent it, and in fact, I'm pretty sure Is being wealthy really all that far from being poor I'm not so sure And the odds are not forever in your favour