Lyrics:

A man goes to town and he puts together wheels
So his boss won't fire him and he can eat three meals
The doctor goes to work and hears the pounding of a heart
And he goes on to a (?) which a golf club is a part

Oh, they're in a labor army that's working for the power
They're all put here at the primeval hour
And it's all so good if you only, only could
Meet the power

One man buys a wheel and another owns a harp
Another teaches farmers the old (?) art
Animals and plants too, they're working towards the men
But the means they don't control like the death their future sends

Oh, they're in a labor army that's working for the power
They're all put here at the primeval hour
And it's all so good if you only, only could
Meet the power

They're in a labor army that's working for the power
They're all put here at the primeval hour
It's all so good if you only, only could
Meet the power

One man buys a wheel and another owns a harp
Another teaches farmers the old (?) art
Animals and plants too, yes, they're working towards the men
But the means they don't control like the death their future sends

Oh, they're in a labor army that's working for the power
They're all put here at the primeval hour
It's all so good if you only, only could
Meet the power