Outlanders (1986)

Actors

• Steve Areno (actor)
• Steve Blum (actor)
• Steve Bulen (actor)
• Gary Dubin (actor)
• Tom Fahn (actor)
• Dougary Grant (actor)
• Dan Green (actor)
• Ken'yû Horiuchi (actor)
• Mitsuo Iwata (actor)
• Akira Kamiya (actor)
• Earl Moore (actor)
• Sean Schemmel (actor)
• Doug Stone (actor)
• Mikio Terashima (actor)
• Mika Doi (actress)

Genres

• Animation
• Sci-Fi

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Progress - Frank Zappa
• Progress - Chicago
• Progress - Bad Religion
• Progress - Midnight Oil
• Progress - RX Bandits
• Progress - Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark
• Progress - Neurosis
• Progress - Pedro The Lion
• Progress - Stars
• Progress - Mission Of Burma
• Progress - Jack Bruce
• Progress - Dear Hunter
• Progress - So Many Dynamos
• Progress - Mute Math
• Progress - Mordred
• Progress - Duels
• Progress - Cress
• Progress - Spudmonsters
• Progress - Crashdog
• Live Wires (ft. Termanology, Reks, Ea$y Money & Slaine) - Progress
• Backwards From Ten - Progress
• Second Star To The Right... - Progress
• Progress - Giraffe
• Progress - Cause For Effect
• Progress - Stuart Davis

Frank Zappa (guitar, vocals)
Ian Underwood (alto saxophone, piano)
Bunk Gardner (tenor saxophone, clarinet)
Motorhead Sherwood (baritone saxophone, tambourine)
Roy Estrada (bass, vocals)
Don Preston (electric piano)
Arthur Tripp (drums, percussion)
Jimmy Carl Black (drums)
Members of The BBC Symphony Orchestra
(The trio protests the interruption, to which Don responds that performance of diatonic music (and eating meat) will preclude them from seeing his aura. They argue that diatonic music is good and his electronic music is horse-shit. He argues that diatonic music is too old-fashioned, and that There must be growth! You've got to eat macrobiotic food -- and study astrology! (It is worth noting that, although the plot was my idea, each band member was responsible for generating his own dialog.)
(?):
Hold it! Hold it!
(?):
Hey, put that down.
Don:
Silence you fools, don't you believe in progress?
Bunk:
Take that progress and stick it under a rock.
Don:
We must overthrow the diatonic system.
Ian:
Bullshit.
Don:
We're coming to the beginning of a new era wherein the development of the inner self will be the most important factor.
Ian:
Honey your music is full of shit and besides that it ain't disciplined.
Bunk:
Give me four-four.
Art:
Togetherness.
Ian:
Yeah.
Bunk:
Some old melodies.
Don:
Look, playing that kind of music and eating meat will never, you'll never be able to see my aura then.
Art:
I've seen your aura a lot, I think it stinks.
Ian:
You've been drinking, Don?
Art:
I can hear your aura and it's bad man.
Don:
Listen, there are many strange things that science doesn't know.
Bunk:
Discipline, you need discipline. Four, four.
Don:
It's got to be new, it's got to progress, it's got to evolve. THERE MUST BE GROWTH!
(?):
Ah, man.
Don:
You've got to eat macrobiotic food.
We're doing a play.
Don:
And study astrology. Delve into the occult world.
Ian:
Well you can delve all you want but were formin' a new group go and do you some yoga excercises. Take care of business.
Don:
Look, mark my words... If you continue playing this music something strange may happen.
Bunk:
Don't threaten me...
By the end of the first show...
Don:
By the end of the first show... No the second show.
So at this point in the development of our plot the three talented members of the Mothers of Invention have quit the group to form their own band with a lot of discipline.
(?):
Yeah.
Listen what we need is a nice disciplined combo!
(This causes the talented trio to quit The Mothers, in order to Form their own band with a lot of discipline. Suddenly, through the magic of stage-craft, their new, disciplined combo (14 members of the BBC symphony) marches on stage, wearing tuxedos, with robot-looking designs painted on their faces. Ian, Bunk and Art put on tuxes, get some bolts and widgits painted on their faces by a roving make-up artist, and take up performance positions within the BBC ensemble.)
And so that they would be completely tackished and fit in with the rest of the disciplined combo. The former members of the Mothers of Invention receive their initiation into the robot musical world.
Don:
This makes me nervous I'm gonna go do some yoga.
Ian:
Yeah you better.
Meanwhile Dom de Wild under pressure prepares to unwind with some healthy yoga excercises.
(At this point, Motorhead wanders out, piddling with his tambourine. He sees the BBC disciplined combo, covets their uniforms, and demands to join their group. The ensemble rebukes him because he can't read music. In spite of this, he plans to force his way in.)
This is Euclid Motorhead Sherwood.
(?):
What's the matter with him?
Ian:
He's nervous cause he couldnt play with our new group.
Motorhead:
Oh, that's nice, look at those suits.
Motorhead covets the uniforms of the other band. And also shows some interest in the bum of Underwood.
Ian:
Ayyyy
(?):
Ten years ago I knew a lot of guys down in Switzerland.
Motorhead:
Hey can I play in your band with a suit like that too?
(?):
Motorhead:
But I like the suits and I can play good. I can play . . . play anything.
Motorhead is lying. He can't play good, he can't play anything. He's trying to con his way into the other band. He knows they don't want him.
Motorhead:
But I got practicing and play good.
He's lying. He hasn't been practicing, he doesn't do shit.
Ian:
Ask me you couldn't even count to four.
(?):
Come on beat it man.
Motorhead:
You can't do that to me I'll fix you. I get into your band.
(?):
Okay Motorhead, just get out of the way.
Motorhead:
You can't stop me, I'll get in there somehow.

[Instrumental]

And progress is not intelligently planned
It's the facade of our heritage
The odor of our land
They speak of progress
In red, white and blue
It's the structure of the future
As demise comes seething through
It's progress 'til there's nothing left to gain
As the dearth of new ideas
Makes us wallow in our shame
So before you go to contribute more
To the destruction of this world you adore
Remember life on earth is but a flash of dawn
And we're all part of it as the day rolls on
And progress is a message that we send
One step closer to the future, one inch closer to the end
I say progress is a synonym of time
We are all aware of it but it's nothing we refine
And progress is a debt we all must pay
It's convenience we all cherish, it's pollution we disdain
And the cutting edge is dulling, too many people to plow through
Just keep your fuckin' distance and it can't include you
It's progress 'til there's nothing left to gain
It's progress, it's a message I'll send

Say yes to a real life ambition
Say yes to our hopes and our plans
Forget about your indecision
Let's get the beast off our land
A tree that can grow no longer
A beach that has got no sand
I would pay out a king's ransom
If we could just understand
Got your last meal, filled up with pesticide
Hamburger, chain third world infanticide
Got robot, car, your jobs will disappear
It's the politics of a brand new year
Manhattanization is coming
Open your eyes if you dare
Carry us on to the crossroads
Come to your senses and care
16 million, I can't hear you at all
Some say that's progress, I say that's cruel
You may be safe in your hemisphere
But there's so much junk in the stratosphere
We got our eyes on the firmament, hands on the armaments
Heads full of arguments and words for our monuments
I won't deny it, can we survive?

now you're thinking i'm so stupid, that's allright
you don't know just what you're saying and in due time
what i'm going through, well i don't care and you won't prosper
what i say to you goes in one ear and out the other
now i'm taking three steps forward and two steps back
i've temporarily lost my focus and gone i've off track
what i'm going through, well i don't care and you won't prosper
what i say to you goes in one ear and out the other
please someone, come quickly, i've gotten stuck inside my head
please help me out while i still can
i've gotten stuck inside this little place and no one's helping
nowhere to go, already ran
givin' it one more shot
oh ya gotta let me try to get my life on track, on track
its five in the morning in the studio high up in the stereo
i'm loosing my mind
sayin' i give it up because i'm feeling out of place
don't wanna hear it, feel it now what i'm saying
move forward, move forward, move forward now
move forward, move forward, move forward now

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friké le son plus gangsta
tchiki, en mode rasta fait péter la weed
si le ragga rap progess c'est grace a
rohff et junior reid les tetes bruler ne craignent ni volcan ni ouragan en direct du danger les vrais on choisi mon camp sa ce bar en sound system rentre chez toi c'est full up quand la balle est parti on peut pa dire au glock de pull up ta raison debalone les spheres les championnes les gangsteres shoot babylone dans ma sphere sa tourbillone sans sortir pour nous

How much truth can you take?
Lies so pure
Hidden eyes, victimized too secure
You live your lies to suicide
Content from fear
Beaten down and kept in line
Commit to sin
Programmed mind, self-confined wall closed in
Greed controls our lives
Money kills
Taught to think and act and lie

Here we have our dust free dining set
We guarentee it won't collect a spec
Freeing up the children to instead
Grow into your molding
Heed more of your scolding
Go early to their new self-making beds
It seems like you'd be tired of losing face
Like you'd want to put the children in their place
The more you have to tell them to do their chores
The more you run the risk of being ignored
If you're lucky they'll turn out as good as you
You tell them that they're good kids
But you know that it's not true
Your father drank a little
You're on liver number two
Progress has a way of feigning ease
Convenient new inventions bait the tease
For, though it is impossible to cure
A husband bent on cheating
The oxygen's depleting
A child who's always bragging
A wife's persistent nagging
We're equipped to live as though it were
If you're lucky they'll turn out as good as you
You tell them that they're good kids
But you know that it's not true
Your fatehr drank a little

Caught up in all the day to day
Fight another battle
Fight another battle
Winter trees so bare without their leaves
Falling in the water
Falling in the water
Brake lights align the highway signs
Back along the same road
Drive along the same road
Back along the same road
Silver breathing while you sleep
Incomplete when you leave
You could be the one
Could you be the one to kill my name
You could be the one
Could you be the one that changes everything
Cold bus hot train
Too late again
Fog inside a window
Fog inside a window
One memory spins this level head
You whispered it to me
Whispered it to me
Whispered it to me
Silver breathing while you sleep
Incomplete when you leave
You could be the one
Could you be the one to kill my name
You could be the one
Could you be the one that changes everything
Do you want
Do you want
Do you want it
Silver breathing while you sleep
I'm Incomplete when you leave
You could be the one
Could you be the one to kill my name
You could be the one
Could you be the one that changes everything
You could be the one

Down with history
Down with sense
Nothing makes much difference
I'll surrender to this tragic mess
Spinning ball of randomness
Where Logos is the finest blasphemy
Men's lives pass like strips of film
Recorded gesture, acts of will
I'd like to think that down through time
They'd compose a logical line
But chances are that's just a pile of shit
And I can't help but bow my head and cry
It took so long to finally realize
That all our hopes are based on such gross lies
Classroom lessons World War Two
Atrocities against the Jews
Never again our solemn vow
That's why we all share Cambodia
Isn't it great how far we've come since then?
And I can't help but bow my head and cry
It took so long to finally realize
That all our hopes are based on such gross lies
Dialectic's shit
Evolution's crap
Time and time again the masquerade is
Shown for what it really is:
Progress, progress it's a pleasant myth
Progress, progress it's a pleasant myth
Progress, progress
Pleasant myth

We used to walk those golden streets
But where's the glitter gone?
The times we knew, falling back into blue
From this moment on
We used to sail such silver seas
But they have lost their glow
The days we danced, have denied their romance
Ain't nowhere to go
Looking through cold windows, at the autumn flying by
I wait for memories to come home
All this time, without you, and I search the sky
So sad, the sun is on its own
Love used to wear a sapphire smile
Maybe a diamond grin
The years we played were destroyed in the raids
All the fools that we've been
Look out at the wild world through the sweet and sour rain
I wish the ache would lose its sting
All these broken chances 'cause I missed the train
Tomorrow just don't mean a thing
We used to march against the night
Now there's so little shine
The minds we moved have slipped out of the groove
Now that you are not mine
The seasons just don't rhyme

Your heart is open but your eyes stay closed enough to keep actuality away
In such impressive motion you cast a careless hand to the air
Give me something to hope for.
And the only thing that brings me back is love.
Your mind is open but your mouth stays closed
Enough to keep painful words from falling out
With every ounce of passion I speak till my lungs both billow out
I'll give you something to hope for.

single cell, single cell
organisms orchestrating
synthesize and mutate
we have digits we have organs
let us here is the process you can not stop the progress
there is fiction in our fission
there are actions in our words
single cell, single cell
organisms organize
and multiply divide and conquer
onward Christian soldiers
bring them here are the open sores
we are only carnivores
onward Christian soldiers
we will get what we deserve
can't stop, you can't stop the progress
behind the strip malls the tree tops are burning
and we couldn't wait to pave over the ashes
'til we couldn't see past what billboards all clouded
we water the sidewalks and interstates crowded
and now we can breathe like a photograph's keeping
and now we can sing like a meth lab exploding
we'll build skyscrapers together
we'll build skyscrapers together
we will get what we deserve
there are actions in our words speak louder than the curves in our bodies
we will get what we deserve
there are actions in our words speak louder than the curves in our bodies
we will get what we deserve
there are actions in our words speak louder than the curves in our bodies

Pulling your confidence through
Some courage is well overdue
I believe solely in all your promise
Why waste a second in doubt
You could be helping you out
Keeping your head in the clear
Like an instrument for a song
Like the sun for tomorrow's dawn
Every moment of time's just an answer to find
What you're here for, what you breathe for
What you wake for, what you bleed for
Everyone's counting on you
Save for yourself what to do
Life is a card that you lay down sometimes
To search for the best way of all
Is finding the best way to fall
Keeping your head in the clear
Every moment of time's just an answer to find
What you're here for, what you breathe for
What you wake for, what you bleed for
What you hope for, what you live for
What you're here for, what you breathe for, what you live for
What you're here for, what you bleed for, what you live for

Into the grey sky
Blackness is blown
From this great machine breathing smoke
Hammering pistons
Churning of gears
Furnace of coals remain stoked
Roar of a turbine
Scream of a jet
Man's dream to learn how to fly
Mimicking nature
Study the wind
Travel on air through the sky
Progress comes from the will to learn
Conquest stems from the greed of man
Can't fuse science with hatred
Can't fuse
Advance not with destruction
Proceed defying corruption
Gain ground keep moving forward
Gain ground
Towering structures
Steel and stone
Built on the land that we kill
Burning our forest
Draining our lakes
Forward progression our will
Splitting the atom
Power to threat
Evil we hold in our hands
Frighten our neighbours
Pointing our guns
Until they reach our demands
Progress comes from the will to learn
Conquest stems from the greed of man
Can't fuse science with nature
Can't fuse
Advance not with destruction
Proceed defying corruption
Gain ground keep moving forward

Now i said i think you lied
you really think so
yes but i don't know why
you could have anything you want
now i know whats wrong
how can you live with yourself
i don't know she said
but i do
well you said i don't know why
you really think so
we all know you tried
but you must now see what you've done
well i do not see you said
theres a time and place
for ( )
but if ( )
i'll stay if you want me to

you sit in your house and you stare at the screen, wasting away do you know what i mean, as they rip down the trees and tear up the earth, don't they know how much she is worth, your materialist dream, well it ain't worth a lot, when the earth is a dream and mankind is forgot, show them the courage of your moral worth, get out now and fight for the eart, so i sit here in my chair staring at the screen acting out my phantasy by living in a dream, political message while the white wash dries, the government has the answers, but the government never lies, you fill your life with tv, don't see the world outside and you don't even realize you have been taken for a ride, see they cover up the truth with fiction not fact, if you don't know reality how can you react, our voice is as a whisper in these dark times, falling on deafened ears, lost in our ignorance, fear surrounds us on all sides, as we hear of the darkness to come, but we hide ourselves from the pleadings of the millions, the earth our mother dies, without her we will die, as do the starving millions all over the world today, their faces stare at us through that screen in your room, we see it as a repeatof the one we saw last year, only the faces have changed, we have not, staring at the screen, wishing you could do more, look back at your history, see it's always been the same, the leaders take the credit and the people get the blame, abuse us, misuse us, but they promise to do more, like take away our freedom with the power they call law, they clothe us and feed us, protect us from ourselves, ignore us, deplore us and lock away their wealth, they guide us like children, insist that they are right, they bleed us, protect us, then send us into fight, illusion, confusion, the blindfold fits your eyes, i don't need television to see the starving people die, the propaganda sucks you into the tv death machine, the propaganda sucks you into, mankind the living dream

Russians – Trusted with the world
Locked doors – We don’t trust our neighbours
Progress – Such a long way to go
Progress – Comes from inside you and me
It comes from inside you and me
Now don’t be a fool
Changes start with me and you
Laws won’t help
Until we change ourselves
Quotas – Jobs for minorities
Your hearts – Still full of prejudice
Progress – There’s such a long way to go
Progress – Comes from inside you and me
It comes from inside you and me
Now don’t be a fool
Changes start with me and you
Laws won’t help
Until we change ourselves
Women – Work for equality
Hate men – For no fucking reason
Progress – There’s such a long way to go
Progress – It comes from inside you and me
It comes from inside you and me
It comes from inside you and me

Sear the guilt throbbing in our
heads, now we sleep in our blood
beds. Rid ourselves of God, the
crutch, our broken legs don't hurt
so much.
Reaching forward, falling back, the
more we progress, the more we lack.
At Nagasaki we built a sun right on
the ground. At least we won. Use
the pretty, lose the rest, it's evolution
at its best.
Lay in beds of anger, talking in our
sleep. Mumble words of vengeance,
songs of world peace.
The incense of our progress is the
burning of the weak. The wound is

Do anything at any given time
A live wire, you need niggas like that around
I'm back on my nick cage
And leaving lies fagots ways
And 5th the irish whiskey hokal
With the heart of gold and a bag of haze
Fuck swag, slainy got her swagging on the agavate
Atitude when executing, if I don't leave this fagots
Ate apparently
I prove too much of force to be held
Wonder war but unfortunately cost me as well
If I'm buying them I'm buying don't force me to sell
I maim in the name of heaven, till I'm scorching in hell
My life is lived amongst the chosen, my gifts are possesed
But I'm ...obsessed, stuck with all the sick shit, I guess
Years ago I had a death wish with a pistol, depressed
And I ain't had nothing but trust me, I done risked it for less
Now my story is told, is urban legend of those
Who live in the cold, cocaine drips in they nose
And I spose I have rose, above most of my foes
Look me in the eyes, it's like beeing close to the a cause
I keep shake gutter, I don't be doing them dances
My flow similar to front doors, put you in trances
Raised on 90's rap, so whenever I perform
You hear hip hop in its pure forst
23 defense, I am in the zone
Even when I am one deep, I am not alone
What that there means? I'm riding with the chrome
My dogs co signed, like I'm apllying for a loan
Still mad cats from the same hood I represent me
You think they would represent me
But I took a pound, couple rounds lay them suckers down
Never stuck my dick in the circle, nah, I don't fuck around
Lift skirts like a female thief
On these internet gangsters who email beef
You dying to get some of these figures
Too much bread, you never calculate to sum up these figures
Time is up, my time is now
Seen the, wanna be thugs, the all day dreamers
Niggas get beat up, in 192 when we meet up
Hostage the leader, while we roll the weed up
Niggas never earn stripes like adidas
I rep my block, give a fuck who don't need us
12 cribs holding heaters
Millimiters will put your feet up
Like passing through with the vacuum cleaner
I'ma brew street warrior, that's my damn team
Professional shooters with good aim no beam
Always on the scene, spittin more than 16
While niggas at home tryina keep they sneaks clean
Niggas act tough but they scared inside
Ship one off, you be the first to testify
Supposed to be real, the fuck happened to your pride?
Claiming that you ride, money scared nigga, petrified
Ain't no struggle with that progress
God bless these bars I orchestrate
While y'all rest, uses terminology to leave em slain honest
Money wasn't easy, my family nicky from breast
Pest control slept with rats and roach, home infested
Got with a slick click quick with chose to throw a message
Poems, epics, to know to show the homies exits
It's ain't just trap or die, rappers my magnify, ing glass
At last, I see it's bigger than my add, deeper than death
From out the speaker let, my voice, live wire
Electrify the set, good choice of the pourist populated
If I in the ...players press play and zoom
Let the rhythm consume and take ya
Where outta space is loom haters no room I gave ya
I write these bars like I'm still in the bottom rotting
Niggas relate, a alikes, can't be forgotten
A true live wire, inspired by my society
Driving through the city, police checks sobriety
My ebt call my former id
Cook like george forman, perform like r lee
Live, wire to the wire tap, marijuana medicine
Fire order...yeah I made this beat
But you won't see a dime of that
I'm stacking up my cream and I ain't even tryina rap
I'm tryina act, make beats, direct videos
Run a rap label and stay hood political
Live like the third rail kimo l
Kill em all, cause dead man sing no tales
If you got a big gun but you ain't down to shoot it
Just find you a live wire, the block's always recruiting
I'm stupid with getting loose, shooters stay in my crew

I'm stepping out of bounds about you
It's long overdue
I'm cutting you loose
Moving over movies untrue
You'll move again soon
It's a choice if you choose
And I've counted forwards and backwards from ten
I've had heavy nights with the best of friends
And I'd sleep on the floor, right next to your door
And I think it's alright
I know I can drive tonight
I'm jumping over mountains for you
With no good excuse
Makes it tough to get through to you
Stepping out of bounds about me
Courageous and free
It's what's best for the family
And there you are
You're everywhere I go tonight...
And I've counted forwards and backwards from ten
I've had heavy nights with the best of friends
And I'd sleep on the floor, right next to your door
And I'll think I'm alright

The second star to the right
Shines in the night for you
To tell you that the dreams you plan
Really can come true
The second star to the right
Shines with a light that's rare
And if it's Never Land you need
It's light will lead you there
Twinkle, twinkle little star
So I'll know where you are
Gleaming in the skies above
Lead me to the one who loves me
And when you bring him my way
Each time we say goodnight
We'll thank the little star that shines

Oh no mother what have we done that you’re making us
suffer this way?
Something’s wrong, the air is too thin, it’s a little
too red
But I still hear the sound, forests torn from the
ground
Oh no mother where have we gone where there used to be
more of them?
Once proud creatures hard to believe they were hunted
away
Might their numbers have grown
If we’d left them alone
We gotta lose this river
We gotta lose this lake
Some day we’ll know we made a big mistake
We gotta build this freeway
And modernize this town
Someday we’re gonna watch them all fall down
Men of reason
Still we don’t understand
Somehow progress got a bit out of hand
Oh no mother who’s gonna stay and clean up the mess
we’ve made?
Just two million years we have used and been throwing
away
We’re a ravenous rind
Leaving ruins behind
We gotta lose these bison
We gotta lose these birds
Somday day I know we will regret these words
We gotta clear this forest
We’re gonna need more room
Sometime we’ll find we used it up too soon
Men of reason come to punish this land
Somehow progress got a bit out of hand
Once there was room for everyone
Progress run wild see what you’ve done
Once there was room for everyone
Progress run wild see what you’ve done
Once there was room for everyone
Everyone
Yeah
We gotta lose this river
We gotta lose this lake
Someday we’ll know we made a big mistake
We gotta build this freeway
And modernize this town
Someday we’re gonna watch them all fall down
We gotta lose these bison
We gotta lose these birds
Someday day I know we will regret these words
We gotta move this forest
We’re gonna need more room
Sometime we’ll find we used it up too soon
Make it better
Make it fit to our plans

risen economy
almost 6%
welfare
consume
smiling faces
daddy's visa
material and money
western robot's food
house
2 cars
big tv
aerobic
silicon breasts
adultery
modern greedy robot

Modern man just loves to think and invent
until his brain gets sore
Searching, learning, adding
so our existence keeps demanding more
with each advancement we adopt
Progress
well, it oughta be stopped
Long before they were building fires
we all survived on an uncooked meal
Nature gave us two good legs to get us around
we never needed a wheel
It's been downhill since we stood up straight
Progress
Yea, I hope it abates
Progress, man
Life was a breeze when we sat around the sun dial
making up a myth for everything we observed
Now we try to understand invisible stars
with imaginary numbers on Euclidean curves
Math was easy when the world was flat
Progress
man, I wanna go back
Once upon a time a bowl of leeches
cured us of our every ill
No such thing as the uninsured
when poultry paid our doctor bills
Sicknesses were all the same
Progress, man
simplicity's bane
Progress, yea
I'm gonna find some moldy cave
and break off a big stalactite
club some girl and take her home
to breed a little tribe of troglodytes
In the good old' days we were all nomads
and everybody knew you either hunted or died
Thinking made us crazy and we started to farm
and now we run charity that serves world-wide
It's altruistic entropy
Progress
well, it isn't for me
Progress
man, I wanna go back
Progress
Yea, it's gotta be stopped
Progress, man
Well I hope they build a time machine,
cause a different age would suit me well
send me back four billion years