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...