Nothing there to eat but Onions, Cales, brad and wine! One could barely hold on Right 'Till the day to die Full sized misery Was the trade that time It wasn't that long ago It was still in our time Things have gone much better But there's still a lot of road ahead There's the urge to feed the mind It's not just the body that falls dead Freedom is the missing link For a life above our heads To be free is to be It's how it's supposed to be We evolved a lot But we still have to move on The world is dying on us We have to make right All the wrongs This world is our oyster It is the only one There is no other plan But to save the one we live on