Friday Gavin - My Twentieth Century lyrics

I woke up this morning, Dreading the thoughts of another, dull and boring day Hey! woe is me. I go out on the streets, northside of the city I see the steel, the fading rust And the fields I used to play in.... My friends are famous and all my foes live happy Loved by lycra, fooled by velcro And f**ed by what they need.... but who am I to criticise? my pointing finger backfires I hang my head down low. I once believed in jesus, Now I can't believe in rock 'n' roll From baptism to alcohol, in a land suffocatingly green Hey! the myth is magic, do you know what I mean? The politics of sin and of s** Suffer the fools, pawn our j**els, will it ever change? but who am I to criticise? I've made my bed, I lie on it And hold my head up high