Suddenly we are no
Longer the builders
Suddenly there are no
More trips to the moon
It's not what all the
Babies booming
Thought they'd see when
They grew up and grew
Backwards
Lost their
Flowers
They blew smoke and
Got really high
They forgot the fire
Was waiting behind
Or Goldman couldn't care less
I was sleeping with you
With all the lights
Burning
Burning
Faster
Through
Disaster
We saw smoke and
Got pretty high
A good day for
White collar crime
If we don't know
We'll never ask, "why?"
So go buy what the
Money you don't have
Can buy...
Pa** on the problem
When it's time...
We'll say we misjudged this
When it's time...
We'll say...