Letter From A Concerned Follower

It's weird to think of all the things
 That have not been keeping up with the times
 It's ten o'clock the sun has just now
 Begun to set the western hills on fire
 And I hear that you don't change
 How to you expect to keep up with the trends?
 You won't survive the information age
 Unless you plan to change the truth
 To accommodate the brilliance of men, the brilliance of men
 Some folks think we're better now
 Social evolution's new synthetic will
 Will keep us on a straighter path
 As better men use brand new math
 With no wrong answers
 I'm just a little bit worried
 Do you have some sort of plan?
 Have you been finally defeated
 By the cunning of these fully evolved men?
 And I hear that you don't change
 How do you expect to keep up with the trends?
 You won't survive the information age
 Unless you plan to change the truth
 To accommodate the brilliance of men, the brilliance of men