All the labor landed in the sod      Where the digger cried it's my calling, sir      And it is no mistake that I put you in the ground so well      And if they pay me well thats great      It's just gravy I'd do it anyway      All the labor stood up and shouted I'll wait for you fun lovin' minever cheevy      With all yer drunken dellusions I am a sensational place      Of comeraderie and pleasure won't you stand with me in your garden once more      All the labor although it be brick on brick      Stitch on stitch and earn to urn      A presence on the lift what this great ole nation was built on boy      Outlives the package everyday mama mama everyday