So, you're feeling unimportant,
'Cuz you've got nothing to say.
And your life is just a ramble
No one understands you anyway

Well, I got a piece of news son,
That might make you change your mind
Your life is historically meaningful
And spans a significant time

Slumber [bad word] soon
And you are helping to put it to sleep
Side by side we do our share
Faithfully assuring
That slumber [bad word] soon.

Well, now do you feel a little better
Lift up your head and walk away
No way we're all in this together
For such a short time anyway

There is just no time to parade around
Sulking, I would rather laugh than cry
The rich, the poor, the strong, the weak
We share this place together
And we pitch into help it die
We pitch into help it die!

I'm not too good at giving morals
And I don't fear the consequence
If life makes you scared and bitter
At least it's not for very long

Slumber [bad word] soon.