The Progress Of Man

There used to be a fruit stand here some sixty-five odd years ago

Now they sell shiny cars to hipsters who can’t afford them elsewhere

I grew up down the street in a dimly lit apartment

Shaped plastic cups in factorie that will long outlive my brothers

The progress of man

Leaves good men in its wake

The ship that holds our future

Departed yesterday

We burned all of Earth’s motor fuel

Digging our own graves

Pour one out for the working class

America’s modern day slaves

My better years blew by while serving in the military

Why is it our highest honor is slaughtering each other’s families?

When I go sailing I pretend I’m walking on the water

Jesus may forgive us, mama, I can’t forgive myself

The progress of man

Leaves good men in its wake

The ship that holds our future

Departed yesterday

We burned all of Earth’s motor fuel

Digging our own graves

Pour one out for the working class

America’s modern day slaves

I used to watch the Yankees play with my father on the television

My own children find life boring, unless it's filtered through computers

I guess it’s not their fault, they ate what they were spoon fed

And the money we made advertising was blown on their prescriptions

The progress of man

Leaves good men in its wake

The ship that holds our future

Departed yesterday

We burned all of Earth’s motor fuel

Digging our own graves

Pour one out for the working class

America’s modern day slaves