Of course we will survive this golden age
Where ideas are just old ideas rehashed
Quality, style and function aren't applied
Where have all the classics gone?
I've heard it said there
Will never be a classic again
Art repeats itself
I cannot tell
But it pays to be a skeptic
Cause there is nothing new
Where do we go from here?
I've waited all my life
To find the newest craze
And it does not impress me
What we need right now
Is a cultural revolution
Art destroys itself
