that's entropy man

what's to be done we might as well begin
the choice of action won't be open long
we've done no deed to be marked in song
but want success and have the will to win
our efforts could be stigmatised as sin
yet we know that we can't now be wrong
our steps go to the beating of a gong
and nothing beats the quality of spin
so here and there the stars are going out
the world hasn't yet ended we'd be told
if anything should happen to our hopes
still there's no whimper but a noisy shout
the universe is quickly going cold
and all our champions are on the ropes