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