The Future - Teddy Thompson

Your servant here, he has been told\nto say it clear, to say it cold:\nIt’s over, it ain’t going\nany further\nAnd now the wheels of heaven stop\nyou feel the devil’s riding crop\nGet ready for the future:\nit is murder.\nThings are going to slide …\nThere’ll be the breaking of the ancient\nwestern code\nYour private life will suddenly explode\nThere’ll be phantoms\nThere’ll be fires on the road\nand a white man dancing\nYou’ll see a woman\nhanging upside down\nher features covered by her fallen gown\nand all the lousy little poets\ncoming round\ntryin' to sound like Charlie Manson\nand the white man dancin'.\nGive me back the Berlin wall\nGive me Stalin and St Paul\nGive me Christ\nor give me Hiroshima\nDestroy another fetus now\nWe don’t like children anyhow\nI’ve seen the future, baby:\nit is murder.\nThings are going to slide …\nWhen they said repent repent …