[Intro]
Darlings are you ready for the long winter's fall?
Said the lady in her parlor
Said the butler in the hall
"Is there time for another?"
Cried the drunkard in his sleep
"Not likely," said the little child
"What's done the Lord can keep"
And the vicar stands a-praying
And the television dies
As the white dot flickers and is gone
And no one stops to cry
[Chorus]
Dark Ages
Shaking the dead
Closed pages
Better not read
Cold rages
Burn in your head
[Verse 1]
The big jet rumbles over runway miles
That scar the patchwork green
Where slick tycoons and rich buffoons
Have opened up the seam
Of golden nights and champagne flights
Ad-man overkill
And in the haze
Consumer crazed
We take the sugar pill
Darlings are you ready for the long winter's fall?
Said the lady in her parlor
Said the butler in the hall
"Is there time for another?"
Cried the drunkard in his sleep
"Not likely," said the little child
"What's done the Lord can keep"
And the vicar stands a-praying
And the television dies
As the white dot flickers and is gone
And no one stops to cry
[Chorus]
Dark Ages
Shaking the dead
Closed pages
Better not read
Cold rages
Burn in your head
[Verse 1]
The big jet rumbles over runway miles
That scar the patchwork green
Where slick tycoons and rich buffoons
Have opened up the seam
Of golden nights and champagne flights
Ad-man overkill
And in the haze
Consumer crazed
We take the sugar pill
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