It is no mistake that I put you
And if they pay me, well that's great
It's just gravy, I'd do it anyway
All the laborers stood up and shouted
I'll wait for you on Love and Denver TV
With all your drunken delusions
Of camaraderie and pleasure
Come stand with me in your
Brick on brick, stitch on stitch
To earn, to earn a present on the lip
But this great old nation was built on, boy
Our lives are packaged everyday, mama
