Tekst Piosenki:

Hey modern days, here we come
But our feet are swollen and we got no place to stay
But we hope it would still be okay
`cos we brought champagne
and we thought that there must be sleeping bags
(in this very modern day)

But we`re all very proud to be here today
The first of a thousand million modern days

`Cos it`s a scam, it`s a royal kind of wham-bam figure
It`s abrieved in the sense of being up-john and senseless
It`s a see-saw sickness, it`s a snake-bite, low-chant jive
on the century`s crime

Well, it`s a scam, it`s a royal kind of wham-bam figure
It`s abrieved in the sense of being up-john and senseless
It`s a see-saw sickness, it`s a snake-bite, low-chant jive
on the century`s crime

Hey modern days, we`re taken a-back
We`re a flame and a-gog, aloof and inhaled
with a don-don briefcase, oh, wait for our call
And I therefore shall declare
that the stores shall be locked no more
(no more), no more, (no more)

Why shall men suffer, why shall there be freaks?
Why am I still rehearsing a song when I oughta sleep?

`Cos it`s a scam, it`s a royal kind of wham-bam figure
It`s abrieved in the sense of being up-john and senseless
It`s a see-saw sickness, it`s a snake-bite, low-chant jive
on the century`s crime

Well, it`s a scam, it`s a royal kind of wham-bam figure
It`s abrieved in the sense of being up-john and senseless
It`s a see-saw sickness, it`s a snake-bite, low-chant jive
on the century`s crime

Oh, chin-batty dour face, why did you go there?
Sitting on a cold stone, waiting for the train home
Hoping it would carry me home
hoping it would carry me home

Well, it`s a scam, it`s a royal kind of wham-bam figure
It`s abrieved in the sense of being up-john and senseless
It`s a see-saw sickness, it`s a snake-bite, low-chant jive
on the century`s crime

It`s a scam, it`s a royal kind of wham-bam figure
It`s abrieved in the sense of being up-john and senseless
It`s a see-saw sickness, it`s a snake-bite, low-chant jive
on the century`s crime

Chin-batty dour face, why did you go there?
Sitting on a cold stone, waiting for the train home
Hoping that the wind blows in the right direction
Hoping someone [?] offering protection

Chin-batty dour face, why did you go there?
Sitting on a cold stone, waiting for the train home
Hoping that the wind blows in the right direction
Hoping someone [?] offering erection