Dead from the Waist Down

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 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 And we're D from the W down And D from the W down D from the W down And we're D from the W down