Dorothy Parker - Coda lyrics

There's little in taking or giving There's little in water or wine This living, this living, this living Was never a project of mine Oh, hard is the struggle, and sparse is The gain of the one at the top For art is a form of catharsis And love is a permanent flop And work is the province of cattle And rest's for a clam in a shell So I'm thinking of throwing the battle Would you kindly direct me to hell?