Title: The Modern Age
Artist: Frank Black
Composer(s): Charles Thompson
Lyric:
Well, I found a road and off I sped
I met a man with no little toe and a real big head
Though I did not speak somehow
I said, "Where are you from?"
He said, "The modern age and where are you from?"
I said, "The modern age"
On the shore by the sea that was still lathering
I met a man in the business of hunting and gathering
Somehow we understood each other?s blathering
And he said, "Where are you from?"
I said, "The modern age and where are you from?"
He said, "The modern age"
Stopped at a light in my car
I asked the next car how they are
They say that we are fine and how are you?
I say that I am fine and thank you
I?m feeling fine in the modern age
Driving around in the modern age
Driving around in the modern age
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