We’re living in the golden age of pain   The golden age of pain   There’s a wind blowing through my door   And it’s never been this cold before   It’s the golden age of pain      I tell you that the golden age is here   Everybody’s drowning on the tidal wave of tears   And on the little ball in space   Can’t nobody win a human race   When the golden age is here      We got to have love, we got to have peace   We got to have trust out on the street, baby   Until the broken hearts all mend   How we ever gonna find the end   Of the golden age of pain      We’re living in the golden age of pain   Rich man, poor man, beggar man it’s all the same   Because the body don’t take the blow    It’s the soul of a man that gets laid low    In the golden age of pain