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Modern Way (Kaiser Chiefs) · The Bossa Masters: Music for a Modern Way of Living (Hutchinson, Hutch) · A Modern Way of Living with the Truth (The Exies) · A Modern Way of Living with the Truth (The Exies) · Modern Way (Kaiser Chiefs) · La forza mia (Marco Carta) · Tangos: Jalousie, Adios Pampa Mia, a Media Luz... (Radio Dancing Orchestra) · Argentina Mia (Jairo) · Cecilia Mia (Don Barreto) · Alla Mia Età (Tiziano Ferro) – and 90 other albums »


glass bottles
By the bathroom door
Just waiting for the day when we can take them
And smash them on the floor
These are the ways of the modern world
a monument to Henry Ford
Brought to you by Eastern Mountain
Appalachian Roadside Modern Art, yeah, modern art

So bring your car to West Virginia
Buy your own
Well it's a long way to Richmond
Rollin' north on 95
With a redhead ridin' shotgun
And a pistol by my side
Tearin' down that highway
Like
by, doin' what she can
She is free to be, what she wants to be
And all she wants to be, is a modern girl
Na na na na na, na na na na na, na na na na na
Well it's a long way to Richmond
Rollin' north on 95
With a redhead ridin' shotgun
And a pistol by my side
Tearin' down that highway
Like
This is the auditorium of modern movements
A breeding ground for light speed profit thinking
Where a biting shine exposes the possibilities
by, doin' what she can
She is free to be, what she wants to be
All she wants to be, is a modern girl
Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na
with broken
Hearts, collapsing by the coffee carts.
The crystal lake it only laughs,
It knows you're just a modern man,
It's shining like
and tall and handsome
And loved by one and all
She's a modern combination
Called the Wabash Cannonball

Chorus:
Oh listen to the jingle
The rumble
By default by design
Time after time
Maybe you earned it,
Maybe you spurned it
But you got it...
You got it
Call it attraction or charm
Sound
oak tree.
That's old fashioned.
That's the way love should be.

We enjoy sitting side by side
In the booth at the ice cream parlor
Where we play
stay in bed"
"But I got to be at work in less than an hour"
She manages a smile as he walks out the door
She's a modern girl who's been through this
oak tree
That's old fashioned, that's the way love should be

We enjoy sitting side by side
In the booth in the ice cream parlor
Where we play
and booze
A æ?»odawful sad affair?
And the lights were there to thrill you

my oh my
We live from time to time
And day by day
Itæ?¯ the modern way
Look at me
understand
I don't believe in your modern way
Don't care about the things you say
Your policies have failed the test of time 
'cause you sold them down
This was the city of Ubar
Watch our modern life return
to ancient ways.
We're on the road to Ubar
An urban sprawl sits choking on its discharge
Overwhelmed by industry
Searching for a modern day savior from another place
Inclined toward charity
race
Death in it's most efficient way
Ghastly creatures
Enticed by decayed filth
Abjective vectors
Crawling in fermenting dirt
Seat in stinking
the information to decide whether you really care
c'mon you know that it's hard to complain about the way you live 

So please don't let it roll right by you
sleep in the nation of imagination
You can tell by the way I talk

I got hard feelings

Two mirrors in the middle of the world
Passersby thinking
ways
And felt so relieved
But consider what you leave

[Chorus]

I loved but knew not who
Belonged, but not to you
I'm a man of modern hue
slavery to demonstrate their might.

Socialized hate
Formed by modern state

[Chorus:]
Can't you see, it's a lie
Don't you know, that they've died
Trapped,
race
Death in it's most efficient way
Ghastly creatures
Enticed by decayed filth
Abjective vectors
Crawling in fermenting dirt
Seat in stinking
the modern way of living with the truth

I gotta move on
To find
What's left
Behind
Where is my god 
Who cares
I'm beyond
You're repair
I can't stop
on my knees
And I cried, "Oh, ouch, help Lord" and, "Mama Mia, please"

Well, he broke into a cantor down around ol' Times Square
And my cowboy boots