Divine Comedy - The Certainty of Chance Lyrics

Ten:
Apes turn into men,
And grapes turn into wine;
How we made it to nine I'll never know...
Eight:
Man looks for a mate,
But fate plays cruel tricks
And seven turns to six.
Still he's alone...
Along comes number five:
Eureka, I'm alive!
I think therefour I am a lucky man...
Three: