Even though the sky seems to be falling and the paradigm shifting...
The world keeps on turning.
I for one give thanks that the world is full of pretty girls
Who will spend time with us pitiful guys  
For what's in our heads
For what's in our hearts
Or for what's in our wallets

It makes no difference to me.

I raise a glass to that monger spirit, to the happy shills, to the blue skies, and to the horny bastards we are and the women who love us.  God bless 'em.

Oh, and let's also not forget those tortured geniuses who came before us...  cheers.

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The times they are a changin' back
Chris Cornell

Come gather round people from far and wide  
Weep to yourselves as the rivers run dry  
And if you find that your tears are getting harder to cry
There's a thirst to your soul that's invading  
Start digging your wells or fall dead in your tracks  
Because the times they are a changin' back

Here come bards and bloggers who are losing their heads
Who only write down repeating what others have said  
While the ones and the zeros – they don’t know how to lie  
If it's written, then it must be a fact  
Now the winners and losers are equally lost  
And the times they are a changin' back

Come presidents blue and congressman red  
Redo what's been undone and undo it again  
As we carry the load for the one percent  
They bought you your seat at the table  
While the wine pours red and the hearts turn black  
And the times they are a changin' back

Come on media with all your demand  
24 hours a day scare the shit out of them  
Fear is your business and business is grand  
There's always someone somewhere dying  
And I know if it gets slow you'll take up the slack  
‘Cause the times they are a changin' back

Come pass the baton in the relay of time  
Where death is the only true finish line  
And we look to the past, for the future is blind  
Are you sure that we're up to the task?  
‘Cause I can't help but read the writing on the wall  
It reads: the times they are changin' back