Sanoja: David Byrne. In the Future [Knee Play 12].

In the future everyone will have the same haircut and the same clothes
In the future everyone will be very fat from the starchy diet
In the future everyone will be very thin from not having enough to eat
In the future it will be next to impossible
To tell girls from boys, even in bed

In the future men will be super-masculine
And women will be ultra-feminine
In the future half of us will be mentally ill
In the future there will be no religion or spiritualism of any sort
In the future the psychic arts will be put to practical use

In the future we will not think that nature is beautiful
In the future the weather will always be the same
In the future no one will fight with anyone else
In the future there will be an atomic war

In the future water will be expensive
In the future all material items will be free
In the future everyone's house will be like a little fortress
In the future everyone?s house will be a total entertainment center

In the future everyone but the wealthy will be very happy
In the future everyone but the wealthy will be very filthy
In the future everyone but the wealthy will be very healthy
In the future TV will be so good
That the printed word will function as an art form only

In the future people with boring jobs
Will take pills to relieve the boredom
In the future no one will live in cities
In the future there will be mini wars going on everywhere
In the future everyone will think about love all the time

In the future political and other decisions
Will be based completely on opinion polls
In the future there will be machines
Which will produce a religious experience in the user

In the future there will be groups of wild people
Living in the wilderness
In the future there will only be paper money
Which will be personalized
In the future there will be a classless society

In the future everyone will only get to go home once a year
In the future everyone will stay home all the time
In the future we will not have time for leisure activities
In the future we will only work one day a week

In the future our bodies will be shriveled up but our brains will be bigger
In the future there will be starving people everywhere
In the future people will live in space
In the future no one will be able to afford TV

In the future the helpless will be killed
In the future everyone will have their own style of way-out clothes
In the future we will make love to anything, anytime, anywhere
In the future there will be so much going on
That no one will be able to keep track of it