Hey modern days, here we come, But our feet are swollen and we got no place to stay, But we hope it would still be okay, 'Cause we brought champagne And we thought that there must be sleeping bags (in this very modern day)
But we're all very proud to be here today, The first of a thousand million modern days
'Cause it's a scam, it's a royal kind of wham - bam figure, It's abrieved in the sense of being up - john and senseless, It's a see - saw sickness, it's a snake - bite, low - chant jive On the century's crime
Well, it's a scam, it's a royal kind of wham - bam figure, It's abrieved in the sense of being up - john and senseless, It's a see - saw sickness, it's a snake - bite, low - chant jive On the century's crime
Hey modern days, we're taken a - back, We're a flame and a - gog, aloof and inhaled With a don - don briefcase, oh, wait for our call, And I therefore shall declare That the stores shall be locked no more (no more), no more, (no more)
Why shall men suffer, why shall there be freaks? Why am I still rehearsing a song when I oughta sleep?
'Cause it's a scam, it's a royal kind of wham - bam figure, It's abrieved in the sense of being up - john and senseless, It's a see - saw sickness, it's a snake - bite, low - chant jive On the century's crime
Well, it's a scam, it's a royal kind of wham - bam figure, It's abrieved in the sense of being up - john and senseless, It's a see - saw sickness, it's a snake - bite, low - chant jive On the century's crime
Oh, chin - batty dour face, why did you go there? Sitting on a cold stone, waiting for the train home, Hoping it would carry me home... Hoping it would carry me home
Well, it's a scam, it's a royal kind of wham - bam figure, It's abrieved in the sense of being up - john and senseless, It's a see - saw sickness, it's a snake - bite, low - chant jive On the century's crime
It's a scam, it's a royal kind of wham - bam figure, It's abrieved in the sense of being up - john and senseless, It's a see - saw sickness, it's a snake - bite, low - chant jive On the century's crime
Chin - batty dour face, why did you go there? Sitting on a cold stone, waiting for the train home, Hoping that the wind blows in the right direction, Hoping someone offering protection
Chin - batty dour face, why did you go there? Sitting on a cold stone, waiting for the train home Hoping that the wind blows in the right direction Hoping someone offering erection