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Modern man just loves to think and invent until his brain gets sore Searching, learning, adding so our existence keeps demanding more with each advancement we adopt Progress well, it oughta be stopped Long before they were building fires we all survived on an uncooked meal Nature gave us two good legs to get us around we never needed a wheel It's been downhill since we stood up straight Progress Yea, I hope it abates Progress, man Life was a breeze when we sat around the sun dial making up a myth for everything we observed Now we try to understand invisible stars with imaginary numbers on Euclidean curves Math was easy when the world was flat Progress man, I wanna go back Once upon a time a bowl of leeches cured us of our every ill No such thing as the uninsured when poultry paid our doctor bills Letras de cancionesSicknesses were all the same Progress, man simplicity's bane Progress, yea I'm gonna find some moldy cave and break off a big stalactite club some girl and take her home to breed a little tribe of troglodytes In the good old' days we were all nomads and everybody knew you either hunted or died Thinking made us crazy and we started to farm and now we run charity that serves world-wide It's altruistic entropy Progress well, it isn't for me Progress man, I wanna go back Progress Yea, it's gotta be stopped Progress, man Well I hope they build a time machine, cause a different age would suit me well send me back four billion years when everyone was single celled From Letras Mania