Resembles a last waltz
 We are the playthings
 We are the form
 Soon it may come
 Since we can rise
 Too long since I've seen you
 We move like satellites

 My future lies
 In space travel
 She's coming over me

 They're burning the tenements
 Topless progressive thinking
 Political holes
 Got six but pray for seven

 My future lies
 In space travel
 She's coming over me
 I employ spies
 To stroll the gravel
 They never want to leave
 The future lies
 The future lies
 Scared of the government scared of the government

 The future lies
 In space travel
 There's someone after me
 I employ spies
 In silver tassels
 The never seem that pleased

 The future lies
 The future lies (space)
 The future lies
 The future lies (space)
 The future lies
 The future lies (space travel)
 The future lies (space travel