The Modern Age

Fast cars and a flashy watch
Twenty-five dollar wine and single barrel scotch
You worked hard for everything you got and that's a lot

Won't read no fiction books
Eating every dish that the government cooks
You kneel at mass when gravity pulls you in

The modern age is just what you needed
Your shoes all shined and your pants all pleated
You can buy your food with the money from your job

I ain't saying I'm better than you
I got pride in the things I used to know how to do
But I'm vain, self-destructive and full of regret

The deaf gods got turned around
Put birds in the sky and man on the ground
Put beauty into light
And blindness into sound
Windows on the wall
And sequins on the gown

Coals on the fire
And diamonds on the crown
Angels in the heavens
And demons all around