It's winter, it's raining

You're tired, she's fainting

You're bitter, she's brooding

But don't be disenchanted

'Cause you can barely stand it

The sweep and the grandeur

The scope and the laughter

The future, the future

The future's got it covered

With what will be discovered

In the future fun is fun

In the future, lots of sun

I'll be there, it's up to you

You'll be there if you don't do nothing foolish

You'll love it, I know it

I know what you like and

You'll love it, I know it

We'll need some vintage vino

So wash your feet and stamp away

Coming soon and everywhere

Everyone will walk on air

Now it seems so far away

But each day it's getting closer and closer

Convenience and pleasure

All blended together

And culture, and madness

You think you've seen it all

You've seen it all except the future