Lyrics
Drunken angels learn to swim while the matador does his serpent thing
And the tired old cowboy rides off into the sun
Armchair heroes clap their hands for the ballerinas as they take the stand
In defense of what they should have or could have done
Big man buys the beer, dangles keys and his career
Talks God from a pick-up truck, he loves to talk, he smokes too much
But hey, everything's just fine in a world in decline
Cartoon saviors raise their fists
While their animators rub their worn-out wrists
Then one by one they whisper in the hall
Paparazzi point their guns on the self-appointed chosen ones
While the dreamer throws his vision to the dogs
Small boy buys the fear, sells us hope like souvenirs
Walks tall with a Midas crutch, he hates the things he loves to touch
But hey, everything's on time in a world in decline
And if you wait for me, who waits for you
'Cause I don't climb when I'm this low
You pray for me, I'll pray for you
'Cause I'm behind and I don't know
Politicians wave their flags while the unsuspecting grab their rags
To polish what is left of what was true
Itsy, bitsy big machines make it easy for the dragon queens
While the allocators laugh at me and you, and you, and you
Brave world, so sincere. Pave the way, what's new this year
All rise to the ways and means where dirty hands keep conscience clean
But hey, everything's online in a world
And hey, everything's on time in a world
And hey, everything's just fine in a world in decline