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EDWIN McCAIN lyrics : "Darwin's Children"

Seven million years of progress handed down on silver wings
Of gossamer and protein still we haven't learned a thing
Are we caught up in our anger, locked up in our rage

In the opera of selection on this our earthly stage

And Charlie's spinning laughing, laughing in his grave

Laughing at the prophecy, the prophecy he gave
Can we spread our wings like angels, can we break out of the grind
Are we destined to be Darwin's children this time


The ribbons of our cigarettes vanish in the air
In the glow of our great teacher we sit and blankly stare

And the sky could open up and what would we have to say
Something cute about burning out, better than fading away


And Charlie's spinning laughing, laughing in his grave
Laughing at the prophecy, the prophecy he gave
Can we spread our wings like angels, can we break out of the grind

Are we destined to be Darwin's children this time

On the wings of invention now we hurdle toward our fate

As sure as the sunset burns
Collective resignation, evolutionary fate
When will we ever learn


And Charlie's spinning laughing, laughing in his grave
Laughing at the prophecy, the prophecy he gave

Can we spread our wings like angels, can we break out of the grind
Are we destined to be Darwin's children this time

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