Story Behind The Song
Just look around. How could humans go on, if our technology was suddenly wiped out? People have lost the ability to live without it. People have lost touch with basic survival on the information highway.
Song Description
The singer describes the recent past, where a hectic lifestyle was dependent on the conveniences of technology in every day living. All the creature comforts were a result of manufactured power, modern communication devices, convenience foods, transportation, in short, provided with technology. Then, the unthinkable happens. A solar flare knocks out and fries all technological devices. This event creates a panic and hysteria takes control.
Song Length |
3:39 |
Genre |
Pop - Rock, Pop - Alternative |
Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Mood |
Anxious, Beside Yourself |
Subject |
Existence, Doom |
Similar Artists |
Bea Miller |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
The Sun Fried Technology
(Intro) Albert Einstein feared the day technology would create a generation of idiots!
I. I used to wake up, cussin' my alarm.
Rollin' out a bed. It was all warm.
Take a steamy shower. Smell like a flower.
Had to catch my ride to commute an hour.
II. A rumor got spread on th' Internet.
Killer solar flare. Sure thing, they bet.
Gov'ment say, that's far out. No worry. Don't doubt.
Everything is fine, no evacuation route.
III. Fill my coffee cup, cream and sugar too.
Breakfast on th' run. I'm textin' you.
Take th' bus to downtown. I'm starin' dumbfound.
People lookin' dazed and stumblin' all around.
(Chorus)
Th' sun fried technology!
We found out how hard life would be.
Our minds went blank, 'cause we couldn't think.
We're starin' at our gadgets. They used to work like magic.
Th' sun fried technology!
IV. Jump a flight a stairs. Elevator broke.
No lights in th' room. I couldn't cope.
Peerin' out th' window. Automatons act so.
Panic in th' streets. They're runnin' back and fro.
V. Oh, humanity! Prayin' to their gods.
Droppin' to their knees. Thy will be done.
Wonderin' if it's end times. Lookin' for a sure sign.
Gotta get my gun. Take care a me and mine.
(Chorus)
Th' sun fried technology!
We found out how hard life would be.
Our minds went blank, 'cause we couldn't think.
We're starin at our gadgets. They used to work like magic.
Th' sun fried technology!
(Tag)
Th' sun fried technology. (Repeat and fade with static.)