The Beacons Lyrics - North Hollywood Shootout - Blues Traveler

When our toasters finally come to kill us 

A creator complex will fulfill us 

Follow me down near 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'd ever have to be alone, all 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