[Lyric] The Golden Age (Bobby Conn)

In this golden age of greed there's just no cover
For an un-ambitious friend when he discovers
The disease for every cure, if you're not sick yet I'm sure
There's an easy way to get you there tonight

I'm no victim and I'm not young, but I'm still drifting
Through an adolescent fog that's never lifting
While the market takes the best and punishes the rest
And I wonder if it's really worth the fight
'Cause it's easy to bеlieve that it's alright
It's alright

Rising tides drown thе poor, lift the pirates higher
The crimson ships can ride the dips, the masters of the sewer
Oh, the water's stinking
Our little raft is sinking
But the alcohol we're floating in tonight
Makes it easy to believe that it's alright
It's alright