Modern Times

They're gonna get to it tomorrow
But they don't care at all
They're gonna ease your pain and sorrow
But we heard the same before.

All my lovin' friends
Takin' nothin' home
And I can't be the one
To lay troubles on.

All their homes are broken
And what are they gonna do?
There's no magic potion
Their lyin' days are through.

Love and lust
Go hand-in-hand
Everything turn to dust
In our promised land.

Take the well-dressed man
And watch him pass you by
Work your life away
Makes me wanna cry.

In these modern times
Oh...oh...oh.

I'm gonna scream it on a mountain
To every valley wide
It's all your money they're countin'
And to your face they lie.

Put on your workboots, mama
And your morning gown
Twelve men dead today
They're already in the ground.

See the well-dressed man
Watch him pass you by
Work your life away
Make me wanna cry.

In these modern times
In these modern times
In these modern times
Oh.