There's so much to try for and so much to lie for But how can we go on when there is so much pleasure Birth a gift and life a lift to where Wake, wake up now 'cause it is just awake
How will it feel when all that's left is ragworth and ash How can we thrive when all we're fed is birdseed and trash
There's something universal, it's not a dress rehersal Wake, wake me now I've got to find a way
You have a nerve, this plate you serve I'm going soft, now I want to get off
