Letter From a Concerned Follower

[Verse 1] It's weird to think of all the things That have not been keeping up with the times It's ten o'clock the sun has now Just begun to set the western hills on fire [Chorus] I hear that you don't change How do you expect to keep up with the trends? You won't survive the information age Unless you plan to change the truth To accommodate the brilliance of men The brilliance of men [Verse 2] Some folks think we're better now Social evolution's new synthetic will Will keep us on a straighter path As better men use brand new math With no wrong answers I'm just a little bit worried Do you have some sort of plan? Have you been finally defeated By the cunning of these fully evolved men? [Chorus]