(We're living in a golden age, a golden age, a golden age..)      Stomping along on this big Philip Johnson   Is delay just wasting my time   Looking across at Richard Rogers   Scheming dreams to blow both their minds      It's difficult you see   To give up baby   To leave a job   When you know    You know the money's from day to day      CHORUS   All the majesty of a city landscape   All the soaring days in our lives   All the concrete dreams in my mind's eye   All the joy I see    Thru these architect's eyes      Cold winter bleeds on the girders of Babel   This stone boy watching the crawling land   Rings of flesh and the towers of iron   The steaming caves and the rocks and the sand      Stomping along on this big Phillip Johnson   Is delay just wasting my time   It's difficult you see   To give up baby   These summer scumholes   This goddamned starving life      CHORUS      It's difficult you see   It's difficult you see      CHORUS