(T. Bachman)

Your aspirations glew like flies

You took the planet by surprise

You truly believed

But of course you'd been deceived

It's an age of alienation

Of a downbeat generation

So much for liberation

It looks like rain to me

In a drug infected haze

You attacked the bourgeois ways

And felt so relieved

But consider what you leave

(Chorus)

I loved but knew not who

Belonged, but not to you

I'm a man of modern hue

Like an Indian summer sky

I can kiss this dream goodbye

So long to the blue

There's a shadow over you

(Chorus)

It's an age of your creation

Of a disunited nation

So much for your invasion

It looks like rain to me