In the year twentyfive twentyfive
if man is still alive
if woman can survive they my find
in the year thirtyfive thirtyfive
ain't gonna need to tell the truth
tell no lies
ev'rything you think do and say
is in the pill you took today.
In the year fortyfive fortyfive
you ain't gonna need your teeth
won't need your eyes
you won't find a thing to chew
nobody's gonna look at you.
In the year fiftyfive fiftyfive
your arms hangin' limp at your sides,
your legs got nothin' to do,
some machine's doin' that for you.
In the year sixtyfive sixtyfive
you won't need no husband,
won't need no wife,
you'll pick your son,
pick your daughter too,
from the bottom of a long glass tube.
In the year seventyfive ten
if God's acomin'
he oughta' make it by then.
Maybe he'll look around himself and say,
"Guess it's time for the Judgement Day."
In the year eightyfive ten
God is gonna shake his mighty head,
he'll eighter say,
"I'm pleased where man has been."
Or tear it down, and start again.
In the year ninetyfive ninetyfive
i'm kind a wonderin'
if man is gonna be alive.
He's taken ev'rything
this old earth can give,
and he ain't put back nothin'.
Now it's been ten thousand years,
man has cried a billion tears,
for what he never knew,
now man's reign is through,
but through eternal night,
the twinkling of starlight
so very far away
maybe it's only yesterday
In the year twentyfive twentyfive
if man is still alive
if woman can survive they may find.