Bedding Taylor Swift

Every night inside the Oculus Rift

After mister and the missus finish dinner and the dishes

And now the future's definition is so much higher than it was last year

It's like the images have all become real

And someone's living my life for me out in the mirror



No, can you believe how far we've come

In the New Age?

Freedom to have what you want

In the New Age we'll all be entertained

Rich or poor, the channels are all the same

You're a star now, baby, so dry your tears

You're just like them

Wake on up from the nightmare



Come on

Oh ho oh

Oh

Oh ho oh



No gods to rule us

No drugs to soothe us

No myths to prove stuff

No love to confuse us



Not bad for a race of demented monkeys

From a cave to a city to a permanent party



Come on

Oh ho oh

Oh

Oh ho oh



When the historians find us we'll be in our homes

Plugged into our hubs

Skin and bones

A frozen smile on every face

As the stories replay

This must have been a wonderful place