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I'll obey your invisible orders
Anticipate all your needs
Heed your subtle instructions
In word, in mind, in deed.
Indoctrinate all my children,
They'll be just like me.
We'll serve you like only a thoroughly
Modern fam-i-ly
Can

Pay me good heed my friends
Righteous pride was never but a venial sin.
No, nor was jealousy
And enlightened avarice makes the world go round
But Lucifer still finds work for slothful hands to do

Oh
Lose that troubled frown.
Turn your eyes to the jugglers and the clowns,
They've never let you down.

This is the Golden Age.

Show us more, we want spectacle,
Plenty of legroom is all we're asking for.
Give us an outrage! Give us an ashtray!
Who could ask for anything more?
Where are my friends? Where's all my relations?
What happened to Hilbert, what happened to Dave?
My calendar's full. But I'm not complaining,
It's just the agreement that I made.

Oh
Lose that troubled frown.
Turn your eyes to the jugglers and the clowns,
They've never let you down.