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

I wanna get off...