and progress is not intelligently planned,</br> it's the facade of our heritage,</br> the odor of our land,</br> they speak of progress,</br> in red, white and blue,</br> it's the structure of the future as</br> demise comes seething through</br> it's the progress till there's nothing left to gain,</br> as the dearth of new ideas</br> makes us wallow in our shame,</br> so before you go to contribute more</br> to the destruction of this world you adore,</br> remember life on earth is but a flash of dawn,</br> and we're all part of it as the day rolls on
and progress is a message that we send</br> one step closer to the future,</br> one inch closer to the end,</br> I say progress, is a synonym of time,</br> we are all aware of it but it's nothing we refine,</br> and progress, is a debt we all must pay,</br> it's convenience we all cherish,</br> it's the pollution we disdain,</br> and the edge is dulling,</br> too many folks to plow through,</br> just keep your fucking distance</br> and it can not include you