Progress - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

And progress is not intelligently planned

It's the facade of our heritage, the odor of our land

They speak of progress in red, white, and blue

It's the structure of the future as demise comes seething through

It's progress 'til there's nothing left to gain

As the dearth of new ideas makes us wallow in our shame

So before you go to contribute more

To the destruction of this world you adore

Remember life on Earth is but a flash of dawn

We're all part of it as the day rolls on

And progress is a message that we send (progress)

One step closer to the future, one inch closer to the end

I say progress is a synonym of time (progress)

We are all aware of it, but it's nothing we refined

And progress is a debt we all must pay

It's convenience we all cherish, it's pollution we disdain

And the cutting edge is dulling, too many people to plow through

Just keep your fucking distance, and it can't include you

It's progress, 'til there's nothing left to gain (progress)

It's progress, it's a message that we send (progress)

And progress is a debt we all must pay (progress)