How much light
Can you waste in your lifetime
The sun will have to go
It's too big and it's too slow

Oh, What's a cruel word
It's just a sound
That's reflected through
Your ears into your brains
It's the meaning that gets changed

And oh, what a waste
To be lazy when you're young
To be lazy at all, at all, at all, at all

These filthy streets
They've got middle *#$@
The city is a beak
On a bird which cannot fly

The marketing book
And that cheap cotton shirt
Will get you off this bus
But it will put you straight back home


And oh, what a waste
To be lazy when you're young
To be lazy at all, at all, at all, at all

And I might as well tell you now
We all share the same terrible fate
And I might as well tell you now
Your retirement won't be too late

Peace on earth
And goodwill to fall in creatures
The sun will have to go
It's too big and it's too slow