Now the angry old men Say it was better back when We used to Keep the Aspidstra Flying Now it may be the case That we can't change our bike But there's surely no harm in trying And ten mysterious photos that can't be explained Are draining away the best of my day And fragments of songs that I never wrote Are wroting in the pockets of my winter coat Now the world wide web is a wonderful thing You're just a click away from all of the facts But there's a downside if you've a curious mind It's like heroin for auto-didacts But ten mysterious photos that can't be explained Are draining away the best of my day And fragments of songs that I never wrote Are wroting in the pockets of my winter coat I've been down rabbit holes I've seen the rabid trolls Cackling in the twilight Of the Age of Reason One thing I've noticed As I get older Common sense, like art Is in the eye of the beholder Now the new breed of man Nothings are flooding my screen Now they skimmy this I'm God damn sure They look like reasonable folks But the next thing you know Is they're screaming "I don't want your cure!" And ten mysterious photos that can't be explained Are draining away the best of my day And fragments of songs that I never wrote Are wroting in the pockets of my winter coat The conspiracy acts The cyberchondriacs Gripped by their fear of their own imagination They switched the filters off Too much is not enough You know that you can overdose on information Ten mysterious photos that can't be explained Are draining away the best of my day And fragments of songs that I never wrote Are wroting in the pockets of my winter coat