Future Made A Man Parade

Future made a man parade. His sufferings got a new tirade. Everyone wants a new feeling. A freedom that's not yet been. I want the new ice age to happen. Ease everyone's fears that the oncoming "global warming" is not as bad as people think. Nobody expected it but the technologically advanced still make it a doomsday scenario. They're all after Mr. Greenfingers Impresario.

It's not the same, I want everything back the way it was in 1975. I want things going back further. If I'm the Pope I want our thoughts and our beliefs back the way it was 1799. Resurrect dead heroes. Retain the fuel that was not ours. We exploit, we savage, we yearn, we ravage, in the end we negate our findings with loss. If a saint is tainted let our words whitewash our faith/fate. Our inhuman ways of searching for more. Dying for the death that is holy. In the houses we scream injustice. Happily fenced off in our cages, shared visions of dreams breathe once again. Human sacrifice - there's no real thought control to it.

Future made a man parade. Die off and let those around us use the world as it was intended. We could be gone, we could advance. We live and die by technology, we seek out the future today. Tomorrow's goods, today. Honesty will get you nowhere. Honesty will get you nowhere. Think of tomorrow's line of production. It's the only thing in this world that keeps us going. It is the bomb that will keep us together.