Lyrics:

All the screens are filled with heroes and losers but the sky's still filled with stars this junky palace might be on fire til the winners lose desire let it go let it go. So tell me what you see tell me what you hear if it's the same as me it's the golden age. Big brother tries to stitch and bend but channel surfers find new friends see freedom's silhouette increase its time to claim that sweet release let it go let it go. I can see a purple patch of jacaranda framed in eucalypt from this wooden floored verandah heading past the watermark heading for the hills heading for the edge of time heading for the thrills of the golden age. Now tell me what you see and tell me what you hear if it's the same as me it's the golden age. Now everybody's talking about the golden age.