The sun is shining
We should be making hay
But we're dead from the waster
Like in California
Victory is empty
There are lessons in defeat
But we're dead from the waster
We are sleeping on our own
We stole the songs from birds and trees
Bought our time on easy streets
And 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 wool
Make hay, not wool

Make hay, not wool
Make hay, not wool
Or else we're done for
We're D from the W-Dub
There's no contracts binding
No bats seen beyond repair
But when you're dead from the waster
You're dead from the waster
Too far gone to even care
We stole the songs from birds and trees
Bought our time on easy streets
And 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 wool
Make hay, not war
Make hay, not war
Or else we're done for
We're deep from the doubly down
Make hay, not war
Make hay, not war
Make hay, not war
Or else we're done for
Make hay, not war
Make hay, not war
Make hay, not war
Or else we're done for
We're deep from the doubly down
We're deep from the doubly down
We're deep from the doubly down