Your Twenty-Oh's Are Over...     (***Filler***)

Audio Recording @:  
https://soundcloud.com/jim-nut-roarin/your-twenty-ohs-are-over



So we’ve had enough of you  
It’s time for something new  
You just would never do  
You couldn’t get us through  
 
 
 
Your neutral looks won’t cut it anymore  
Your trendy tights won’t cut it anymore  
Your clitchy jokes won’t cut it anymore  
Your retro nights won’t cut it anymore  
 
Your industrial lofts won’t cut it anymore  
Your starbuck walks won’t cut it anymore  
Your militant boots won’t cut it anymore  
And those yoga-mat packs won’t cut it anymore  
 
 
[ chorus ]  
 
 
It’s time for you to get off of google  
Time to get off wiccapedia  
Time to get off craigslist  
And definitely time to get off of facebook  
 
Flush your i-pad down the drain  
Crush up and snort your crack-berry  
Delete all of your playlists  
Piss off all of your contacts  
 
Just get off the fucking internet  
Turn off the power grid  
Get out of the surveillance  
Rip out your micro-chip  
 
Because you don’t need a gps  
To know which way the sun sets...  
Because there are better ways to get high  
Than to always be on wi-fi...  
 
 
[ chorus]  
 
 
It’s time to choose beyond name brand  
Time to act beyond the button  
Time to see beyond the screen  
Time to exist beyond the package  
 
Because we need something more  
Something more Continuous  
Something less insinuous  
Something to keep us warm  
 
Because you no longer feed us  
You no longer clothe us  
You no longer house us  
You no longer hold us  
 
You no longer lead us  
You no longer show us  
You no longer free us  
You no longer save us  
 
 
[ chorus ]  
 
 
It’s time to bring back content  
Time to throw away form  
Get rid of the expected image  
Just breathe healing Metaphors  
 
Because we need ugly actors  
We need starving artists  
We need insane writers  
We need dead musicians  
 
Because you don’t need flouzy starlets  
Or all those latest bands  
Because you need to change the tyres  
With your own two bloody hands  
 
 
Because your twenty-zeros are over  
Your twenty-nothings are over  
Your twenty-ohs are over  
Your twenty-“doh!”s are over  
 
Because the twenty-tens are here  
The twenty-tens are now  
The twenty-tens are real  
The twenty-tens are hard  
 
 
The power grid will burn out  
The oil will run dry  
Your paper money won’t buy a thing  
Your condo will be a squat-house  
 
wall street will be a ghost town  
The heartland will be a desert  
california will be on fire  
new york will be a crater  
 
The ice age is coming  
Our germs will overtake us  
The sun will eat the Earth up  
The Milky Way turn black  
 
The dark energy is coming  
The anti-matter is rising  
The balances will all be broken  
And our concepts will destroy us  
 
Before we can even get There  
Before we can learn How  
But I say there is still Time left  
 
And it’s time for something new  
We’ve had enough of you  
You just would never do  
I guess I’d say, “We’re through...”  
 
 
It’s time to turn off reality tv  
Time to start watching Eternity.