Lyrics

This was the Future

We live in such a glorious time
There’s no more war, poverty or crime
Everything is so clean and pristine
It seems all our work is done by machines

My home, a geodesic dome
With clear plexiglass, white and chrome
In a forest of plastic trees
The chip in my brain stores my memories

What a world, what a world,
What a dream, what a dream
What a world, what a dream
Everything's exactly how it's meant to be

In my solar powered self driving car
Remembering the dunes from the west side of Mars
And our sweet genetically modified child
Was designed with a kind and heartwarming smile

Computers produce the most wonderful songs
And vacations last all the year long
And hate and weapons have all been banned but
My life-like wife holds a knife in her hand