I fall asleep with the TV on   Wake with an ache, it's another week gone   Consider how my light is spent   And where it was that the real thing went   I asked a wise man for advice   I told him once and I told him twice;   My life is one long damage limitation   He smacked me hard around the head   He handed me a card that read:   Work like you were   Living in the early days of a better nation   Living in the early days of a better nation   Play that tune again! I cried   It's dead and gone, that band replied   But as they slowly tried it through   The hands remembered what they had to do   Give it poke and give it licks   The name of the tune is Laying The Bricks   Let music be the people's sure foundation   I stood outside the Albert Hall   And wept, and wrote upon the wall:    Work like you were   Living in the early days of a better nation   Living in the early days of a better nation   We take the water to the tree   She says, Now do the same for me   It takes your sweat as well as art   To dig a channel for the human heart   There is no garden of delight   Unless you weed it day or night   Don't leave your life a lifelong long vacation   I hear her whisper when we meet   And when I crawl between the sheets, she says   Work like you were   Living in the early days of a better nation   Living in the early days of a better nation      repeat until fade