Lyrics:
Poison Idea This Thing Called Progress

Don't belive ehat you read, Crazy, mixed up, screwed up, its falling apart real fast, Have fun this time around because it might be the last, This thing called progress

saying life is not a loss I'd keep the tyke away from school and tutor him myself keep him from the poison of crowd But then again pristine isolation might not be the best idea

of saying life is not a loss I'd keep the tyke away from school and tutor him myself keep him from the poison of crowd But then again pristine isolation might not be the best idea