It's the age of cvs

Contract to contract

And my stress levels rise

This is a job for life

(there are no jobs for life)

I am forced to a decision

I am forced to see the other side

I can see a way out of here

I can see a way out of here



Placards of prophets

And great leaders of men

Personality cults

All over again



(but) we'll build shrines for our loved ones

We'll burn fires and lights

And we'll talk of the old ways

To find new ways that might...

...they just might



In the villages and hills

On the tundra and ice

To the forests of kauri

In the paddies of rice

By the lakes on the plains

To the great mountain range

Love the land and its people

I can see a way out



With the hours that we kill

And the dreams that we hide

Of alternative life styles

This savage freedom i love