They don't make them like they used to In this cold and plastic time Progress ain't been progressive But it makes no sense to chaser our behinds No, They don't make them like they used to Things going by so fast I like it slow and groovy And I like it built to last Talking 'bout tin spam or caviar What you eat is what you are Cheap wine or champagne Aspartame or sugar cane Take what you're given never take the time To discover your own desires Raised for the system to work you like A wooden puppet to feed their fires Take dictation from the master's voice No initiative, a robot by choice Maybe take a risk and jump the track Move ever forward and dont look back