Living in the Dark Ages (lyrics: Daniel Crommie)

Living in the dark ages
Living in the dark ages
Gilded cage, golden age
Outrage on the front page
Last time the pieces almost fit

They tell you and tell you
Go play in your own sandbox
I can almost sense the spirit
Of some familiar stranger
Creep aloft

Living in the dark ages…

The polar caps are melting
There are plenty of cubes
In the icebox
See us drilling in the desert
Won’t be a drop to spare
Then we’ll squeeze the rocks

Living in the dark ages…

Lost marbles lunatics languid
Muted outlines in atomic afterglow
Heroes in flames are falling
Still another generation
Rewinds the show

Living in the dark ages…

There’s life in the industrial park
With styrofoam stones
And aluminum birds
With a glass in our hand
Let us toast to those days
When money was cheaper than words

Living in the dark ages
Living in the dark ages
Gilded cage, golden age
Outrage on the front page
Last time the pieces almost fit