RAY ST. RAY

In the future, man, life will be so grand
doing all we can to save the world
in a flying car from a ranch house up on Mars
getting drunk in bars with mutant squirrels.
Look up there in sky: The future!
Look up there in the sky: 1980!
What’s that up in the sky? It’s a giant eye!
Robots in a can, clothes made out of flan.
Hide your wallet! Here comes Futureman!

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