歌词
Well look at how far we've come
Is this really all we've got
Cos as far as I can gather
It looks like we've all lost the plot
Listen, I ain't saying that we're brainless
But look at the type of people we make famous
When we're wondering the wilderness so aimless
Masters in the golden age of being shameless
Who are we worshipping, yeah what's sacred?
Now look at the ones we're celebrating
Last century our speed was amazing
But now that progress made has been wasted
But we can change things
Well look at how far we've come
Is this really all we've got
Cos as far as I can gather
It looks like we've all lost the plot
Welcome in the death of culture
Now it's best we just forgetting what they told you
When our role models die the pickings are vulgur
No more war heroes, death of the soldier, and sculpter it's over
New Gods- cos we were never built to last
New Gods- cos all that we believe is going fast
Pedal down we drive right into the wall
Cos we really don't know what we're doing at all
Well look at how far we've come
Is this really all we've got
Cos as far as I can gather
It looks like we've all lost the plot
Bright eyes, the only thing that hasn't aged
Bright eyes, the only thing we haven't wasted
We are the new Gods, now our progress is grieving
We are the new Gods, now we got nothing to believe in
Well look at how far we've come
Is this really all we've got
Cos as far as I can gather
It looks like we've all lost the plot