The sun is shining    We should be making hay    But we're dead from the waist down    Like in Californ-i-a    Victory is empty    There are lessons in defeat    But we're dead from the waist down    We are sleeping on our feet    We stole the songs from birds in trees    Bought us time on easy street    Now our paths they never meet    We chose to court and flatter greed, ego disposability    I caught a glimpse, and it's not me          Make hay not war    Make hay not war    Make hay not war    Or else we're done for    And we're D from the W down          There's no contracts binding    No bad scene beyond repair    But when you're dead from the waist down    You're too far gone to even care    We stole the songs from birds in trees    Bought us time on easy street    Now our paths they never meet    We chose to court and flatter greed, ego disposability    I caught a glimpse, and it's not me       Make hay not war    Make hay not war    Make hay not war    Or else we're done for    And we're D from the W down       (repeat)       The sun is shining