Texty: MC5. Future Now.

Screechin' useless martyrs hangin' naked upon the cross, yeah
They would have you believe that the lie they shriek that all is lost
Forget their logical desperation, utilize your imagination
The future's here, right now, if you're willing to pay the cost

The power-crazy leaders who control your very fate
They would twist your will, steal your life and sell your soul away, yeah
If you're drifting or wandering lost
You're the perfect target for the double cross
Freedom's yours, right now, if you rule your own destiny, yeah

Here he comes, the cosmopolitan enemy, yeah
Yes, sir, here they come, interstellar diplomats
Some say, the truth was meant to be hidden
Others maintain, nothing is forbidden
The key to the mystery

And our mind explodes in a post-atomic dawn
The future breaks like a tidal wave, engulfing everyone
Confusion and chaos, the trauma of birth
A strange new day for the people of Earth
Traditions burned away by that rising sun