Times havent really changed at all
I'm tearin down bricks just to build another wall
Like the paint on the canvas, doesn't change the shape
When you're comfortable inside your time and space
The sleeping dragon's a reflection of time
Retrogression of a passion, now benign
Hell yes, I'm gonna make a big deal outta this
To see where it leads, "consult your conscience"

So where yah gonna stand
when its all gone and changed?
And whatcha gonna do
when the pieces don't fit back in place?
Like the things you never tried
Or the things you never said
So, where yah gonna stand?
Where yah gonna stand?
If video killed the radio star
Then radio killed the underground
(Where yah gonna stand?)
If video killed the radio star
Then radio killed the underground
(Where yah gonna stand?)
If video killed the radio star
Then radio killed the underground
(Where yah gonna stand?)
Radio killed the underground

If I had the gift of reason
I'd tell you where to go
But if its what you can't hold onto
Then why can't you let go?

They say "thoughts pass" & that I'm not alone
In a mid-twenties crisis, with a pay but no phone
I think I've got more questions to the answers that I find
The ideas that I had aren't what I had in mind
I want you to know, no hard passions were lost
If I seemed confused, its cuz my brain was caught
In the middle of rebellion in what seemed was right
With a will to fight and no end in sight!

So where yah gonna stand
when its all gone and chaged?
And whatcha gonna do
when the pieces don't fit back in place?
Like the things you never tried
Or the things you never said
So, where yah gonna stand?
Where yah gonna stand?
If video killed the radio star
Then radio killed the underground
(Where yah gonna stand?)
If video killed the radio star
Then radio killed the underground
(Where yah gonna stand?)
If video killed the radio star
Then radio killed the underground
(Where yah gonna stand?)
Radio killed the underground