It's the age of cvs 

Contract to contract 

And my stress levels rise 

This is a job for life 

(there are no jobs for life) 

I am forced to a decision 

I am forced to see the other side 

I can see a way out of here 

I can see a way out of here 



Placards of prophets 

And great leaders of men 

Personality cults 

All over again 



(but) we'll build shrines for our loved ones 

We'll burn fires and lights 

And we'll talk of the old ways 

To find new ways that might... 

...they just might 



In the villages and hills 

On the tundra and ice 

To the forests of kauri 

In the paddies of rice 

By the lakes on the plains 

To the great mountain range 

Love the land and its people 

I can see a way out 



With the hours that we kill 

And the dreams that we hide 

Of alternative life styles 

This savage freedom i love