They´re gonna get to it tomorrow,
But they don´t care at all,
They´re gonna ease your pain and sorrow,
But we heard the same before,

All my lovin´ friends,
Takin´ nothin´ home,
And I can´t be the one,
To lay troubles on,

All their homes are broken,
And what are they gonna do?
There´s no magic potion,
Their lyin´ days are through,

Love and lust,
Go hand-in-hand,
Everything turn to dust,
In our promised land,

Take the well-dressed man,
And watch him pass you by,
Work your life away,
Makes me wanna cry,

In these modern times,
Oh...oh...oh,

I´m gonna scream it on a mountain,
To every valley wide,
It´s all your money they´re countin´,
And to your face they lie,

Put on your workboots, mama,
And your morning gown,
Twelve men dead today,
They´re already in the ground,

See the well-dressed man,
Watch him pass you by,
Work your life away,
Make me wanna cry,

In these modern times,
In these modern times,
In these modern times,
Oh.