Wayward Sons - Sign of the Times Lyrics

Sign of the times
When the court of disaster
Is just a new frying pan
Coz freedom you're after's
No longer part of the plan
And you'll buy in delighted
Coz the world through a screen
Is a place your invited
An algorithmic wet dream
When the fools gold is shining so bright
Hot enough here for all to delight
But when all yours is mine
It's a sign of the times
That's alright
And you don't need to care not at all
Coz the race to the bottom is on!
When we're all doing fine
It's a sign of the times
That's alright
When they raise up the villain
Give him sceptre and crown
Whilst they beat up the wrong guy
Coz he's not dumbing it down
(And I know you're thinking)
I can't hear it,
I do not see it
I won't believe it
But ya do what they say
Despite it staring in your face
When the filthy rich corporate whores
Become hero's of the downtrodden poor
That are standing in line it's a sign that the times
aint alright
And who says the kids are alright?
Coz they're starving in their tenement plight
When you're on the bread line what a sign that the times
Ain't alright...
Is there any wonder
We're all digging deeper holes
When they've beaten up our confidence
And killed our rock n roll
Goodbye to common sense
Give my condolences to soul
And the hells bells are ringing again
They got padlocks on sweet daisy chains
At the scene of the crime, yeah the sign of the times
reads alright
Coz it don't matter one little bit,
if the preacher mans a son of a bitch
Coz we're all doing fine
It's a sign of the times
are alright
It's a sign of the times
It's a sign of the times
It's a sign of the times

Sign of the times
When the court of disaster
Is just a new frying pan
Coz freedom you're after's
No longer part of the plan
And you'll buy in delighted
Coz the world through a screen
Is a place your invited
An algorithmic wet dream
When the fools gold is shining so bright
Hot enough here for all to delight
But when all yours is mine
It's a sign of the times
That's alright
And you don't need to care not at all
Coz the race to the bottom is on!
When we're all doing fine
It's a sign of the times
That's alright
When they raise up the villain
Give him sceptre and crown
Whilst they beat up the wrong guy
Coz he's not dumbing it down
(And I know you're thinking)
I can't hear it,
I do not see it
I won't believe it
But ya do what they say
Despite it staring in your face
When the filthy rich corporate whores
Become hero's of the downtrodden poor
That are standing in line it's a sign that the times
aint alright
And who says the kids are alright?
Coz they're starving in their tenement plight
When you're on the bread line what a sign that the times
Ain't alright...
Is there any wonder
We're all digging deeper holes
When they've beaten up our confidence
And killed our rock n roll
Goodbye to common sense
Give my condolences to soul
And the hells bells are ringing again
They got padlocks on sweet daisy chains
At the scene of the crime, yeah the sign of the times
reads alright
Coz it don't matter one little bit,
if the preacher mans a son of a bitch
Coz we're all doing fine
It's a sign of the times
are alright
It's a sign of the times
It's a sign of the times
It's a sign of the times