The Beacons - Blues Traveler

When our toasters finally come to kill us

A creator complex will fulfill us

Follow me down to the road ahead

Where we mean everything that we’ve ever said

Destination overload it can’t be tamed

And nothing or no one is to blame

Sooner or later

We’re all beacons of yesteryear

You’ve gotta love or hate us

We’ll see you soon, baby, don’t you fear

Put down your map son we’re GPS’ing

The system don’t know with who it’s messing

Evolution crap shooter watch your scene

We’re the proud parents of the big machine

Mutated strains like a frog to a toad

But ours comes with a bar code

Sooner or later

We’re all beacons of yesteryear

You’ve gotta love or hate us

We’ll see you soon, baby, don’t you fear

Hickory, trickery, dickory dock

I need me a stronger faster clock

One that comes with wheels and a Bluetooth phone

God forbid I ever have to be alone

Sooner or later

We’re all beacons of yesteryear

You’ve gotta love or hate us

We’ll see you soon, baby, don’t you fear

Sooner or later

We’re all beacons of yesteryear

You’ve gotta love or hate us

We’ll see you soon, baby, don’t you fear