My Twentieth Century Lyrics - Gavin Friday & The Man Seezer

I woke up this morning, 

Dreading the thoughts of another, dull and boring day 

Hey! woe is me. 

I go out on the streets, northside of the city 

I see the steel, the fading rust 

And the fields I used to play in.... 

My friends are famous and all my foes live happy 

Loved by lycra, fooled by velcro 

And fucked by what they need.... 

But who am I to criticise? my pointing finger backfires 

I hang my head down low. 

I once believed in jesus, 

Now I can't believe in rock 'n' roll 

From baptism to alcohol, in a land suffocatingly green 

Hey! the myth is magic, do you know what I mean? 

The politics of sin and of sex 

Suffer the fools, pawn our jewels, will it ever change? 

But who am I to criticise? I've made my bed, I lie on it 

And hold my head up high