Lyrics

She’s a wounded little warrior; I’m a barking captain’s orders
But we all fought together on the field
She’s the fading dark of morning; I’m a heart that heeds no warning
But we all got together for the feast

And we slip in through the front gate, past the watch dog
And infiltrate from within the belly of the beast
And we sing until the morning comes on sober and adorned with
Gifts of retrospect and self-defeat

Chorus:
Zeitgeist, zeitgeist, got to keep up with the Jones’
Zeitgeist, zeitgeist, got to stay cool and hip

Fill our bumpers with vain glory, and the praise just keeps on pouring
But the times they are a changing rapidly
Shades of blue and copious lines buried deep within the mind’s eye
Casting shadows on tomorrow’s hopes and dreams

Two years in with a greatest hits and all the accolades and breakups
While the Jones’ keep their noses out of reach
I’m a box set unrecorded in the basement of a slumlord
Crying for the moon, she hears my plea

Chorus:
Zeitgeist, zeitgeist, got to keep up with the Jones’
Zeitgeist, zeitgeist, got to stay cool and hip
Zeitgeist, zeitgeist, I’m keeping my ear to the west wind,
Zeitgeist, zeitgeist, I want to stay relevant

How cool is that?
In fact, it’s not at all
But, I’m cool with that
Because it’s good to be forgot

Chorus

She’s a wounded little warrior; I’m a barking captain’s order
But we all fought together on the field