Text: Eric Hutchinson. Before I Sold Out. Modern Age.

Finally science screamed and someone answered the call
To think we used to call it complex
Painful reconstruction, but it's worth it all
Imagining what is sure to come next

And it?s too late to tell we?ve been
Plugged in and wished well
Said televisions going to spread the truth
We might need reassurance but we won?t need proof

And I hope somebody?s keeping track these days
As we heat up like a microwave
We?ve got to maintain enough fossil fuels
So we can burn it later trying to keep our cool
Said I?m still living in a modern age
When I?m getting caught up in my primal rage
So I keep working just to waste my time
Pretty soon it won?t matter in a modern age

Think of what is missing that we get to invent
Look how fast we?re progressing so far
How did we every get by before data was sent?
I can?t believe I got around without electrical cars
And now it's disgusting, depressed
Got broadband and high res
Said internets going to settle the score
We might lose motor skills but we won?t get bored

And I hope somebody?s keeping track these days
As we heat up like a microwave
We?ve got to maintain enough fossil fuels
So we can burn it later trying to keep our cool
Said I?m still living in a modern age
When I?m getting caught up in my primal rage
So I keep working just to waste my time
Pretty soon it won?t matter in a modern age

If I am still alive
When no one has survived
I?m hoping every shot
And what I haven?t got
Lord no, no, no, no, no
Soody-doody-do-wap-do-wap-do-wap