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In the future, everyone will have the same haircut and the same clothes In the future, everyone will be very fat from the starchy diet In the future, everyone will be very thin from not having enough to eat In the future, it will be next to impossible to tell girls from boys, even in bed In the future, men will be super masculine and women will be ultra-feminine In the future, half of us will be mentally ill In the future, there will be no religion or spiritualism of any sort In the future, the psychic arts will be put to practical use In the future, we will not think that nature is beautiful In the future, the weather will always be the same In the future, no one will fight with anyone else In the future, there will be an atomic war In the future, water will be expensive In the future, all material items will be free In the future, everyone's house will be like a little fortress In the future, everyone's house will be a total entertainment center In the future, everyone but the wealthy will be very happy In the future, everyone but the wealthy will be very filthy In the future, everyone but the wealthy will be very healthy In the future, TV will be so good that the printed word will function as an art form only In the future, people with boring jobs will take pills to relieve the boredom In the future, no one will live in cities In the future, there will be mini-wars going on everywhere In the future, everyone will think about love all the time In the future, political and other decisions will be based completely on opinion polls In the future, there will be machines which will produce a religious experience in the user In the future there will be groups of wild people, living in the wilderness In the future there will only be paper money which will be personalized In the future, there will be a classless society In the future, everyone will only get to go home once a year In the future, everyone will stay home all the time In the future, we will not have time for leisure activities In the future, we will only work one day a week In the future, our bodies will be shrivelled up, but our brains will be bigger In the future, there will be starving people everywhere In the future, people will live in space In the future, no one will be able to afford TV In the future, the helpless will be killed In the future, everyone will have their own style of way-out clothes In the future, we will make love to anything, anytime, anywhere In the future, there will be so much going on That no one will be able to keep track of it
Writer(s): David Byrne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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