It's the age of Stars, of fast love and fast cars.
Of tall buildings and taller ambitions, narrow minds with narrower perceptions.
This age belongs to the prosperous, the profane and the preposterous.
Champagne toasting evenings of silk and glitter
Wine tasting afternoons, cheesy and bitter.
This is the age of terror, suspicious of friends and neighbors
Trusting strangers' reasons, willing to commit treason.