It's weird to think of all the things

That have not been keeping up with the times

It's ten o'clock the sun has just now

Begun to set the western hills on fire



And I hear that you don't change

How to you expect to keep up with the trends?

You won't survive the information age

Unless you plan to change the truth

To accommodate the brilliance of men, the brilliance of men



Some folks think we're better now

Social evolution's new synthetic will

Will keep us on a straighter path

As better men use brand new math

With no wrong answers



I'm just a little bit worried

Do you have some sort of plan?

Have you been finally defeated

By the cunning of these fully evolved men?



And I hear that you don't change

How do you expect to keep up with the trends?

You won't survive the information age

Unless you plan to change the truth

To accommodate the brilliance of men, the brilliance of men