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