I’ve tried to live my life between the platter and the knifenBetween my daughter and my wife is where you’ll find menI haven’t tried to go crazy, just walking around looking for a melodynOr someone who could sell me to the worldnnHow to live in a modern worldnRoll the dice, find a girlnThrow away the TV, and have some kidsnMove into the big citynNext door to a colored familynDon’t do what your daddy didnnAll alone in the modern times like a bird on a telephone linenLike a preacher without any signs or wonders at allnLike a man in a sycamore tree watching God walk underneathnFeeling the ocean washing over me in New OrleansnnHow to live in a modern worldnRoll the dice, find a girlnThrow away the TV, and have some kidsnMove into the big citynNext door to a colored familynDon’t do what your daddy didnnHow to live in a modern worldnRoll the dice, find a girlnThrow away the TV, and have some kidsnMove into the big citynNext door to a colored familynDon’t do what your daddy did