I hear the words you’re saying

They’ve all been written down

These vintage imitations

Living in the past, the same as now

It’s hard to turn a profit

It’s hard to change a frown

You’ll find a sellers market

Fake the past the same as now

I do believe I’ve heard this sound

Won’t you come along

We’re gonna break the law

Beat it till it’s new

I’ve got a bridge to sell to you

Don’t feed me hesitation

I don’t want to see your back

I’d find a new vocation

But living in the past just ain’t that bad How much would you pay Not to scrape and bow?

We all can't be living in the past, the same as now

I do believe I’ve heard this sound

Won’t you come along

We’re gonna break some laws

Beat it till it’s new

I’ve got a bridge to sell to you

No one seems to know

How deep the decay goes

Whispers of the past

Are tugging at your soul

Can’t anybody find Where all bones go?