I know we came here to get our good times on   Hold the whole world in our hand and greet the dawn with open arms   So make a contribution if you have been amused   But before we depart my brothers and sisters I have some heavy news   Oh how it breaks my heart this photograph   Several in the ministry practice a fuzzy math   Some of us wear the robes of righteous   Are a little more next of kin   To the Steelak, the wicked one who makes a meal of our sins.      Ain't not telling how much longer   But we will never be, will never be moved      Woe be the architect of our city, cruel lever, the hillock strangler   Bold pusher of the cold bone index   Through the knotted bowels of the old alleyways   Read the future a false haruspex   Recall how he coaxed us out of the green plains   All of us, dumb eyed at the sheer number. So long ago it does not matter.   Woe be architect in his slumber for the Watcher never sleeps   And on that day there will be rejoicing and dancing streets      Get your evolution on   Good St. Charles Darwin wrote his gospel down   So keep your eyes turned to the sky and your ears down to the ground