[ Featuring His Minions, Me ]
It's future sadistic, immune to sound
Runnin' like water, that big metal hound
Demandin' a mandate, touchin' a screen
Foul orange limp, just waitin' to be seen
Jokin' the jokester, and killin' the dream
Floatin' funeral pyre, gently down the stream
Merrily, so merrily, yeah
Ain't life so extreme
Dancin' in aisles, formin' illusions
Deadly cold vista, wretched happy delusions
Moanin' like talkin', to the left he said
Like leaves fall random, like thoughts from my head
Bring me sweet sorrow on dishes made of bone
After today is tomorrow, again hurtin' all alone
Short table podium, the world up top
Either carpe diem, or at a dead end stop
It's future sadistic, unrealistic
Past times repeating, a moment fleeting
Which way they say, this way down the way
Maybe not tomorrow, maybe another day
It's future sadistic, mysterious and cryptic
Some steps ahead, already in your head
It's future sadistic, raising the roof
And making a claim, but not showing proof
It's future sadistic, cashin' in now
Payin' up never and slayin' the cow
It's future sadistic, losin' your mind
Stayin' clever and feelin' so fine
Oh, it's future sadistic, have it all
It'll grow on its own, it'll help put up a wall
It's future sadistic, makes sense of that
Call it a fad, it's where we pray at
Oh, it's future sadistic, primed to explode
Count to three, and here we go
It's future