Beautiful Future

Take a ride around your city
Tell me what do you see
Empty houses? Burning cars?
Naked bodies hanging from the trees?
Don’t say what your thinking
Just think before you say
'Cos if you say the wrong think
The man is gonna come take you away
Oh oh oh oh, you’ve got a beautiful future, a beautiful future
Oh oh oh oh, you’ve got a beautiful future, a beautiful future
You tell me baby it’s good to be free
Can’t you see you’ve never been free
You live by the sword, you die by the sword
You’re only free to buy the things you can’t afford
The flash car, the house in the country
The sexy wife, the beautiful children
Congratulations! You've living the dream
In the dead heart of the control machine
Oh oh oh oh, you’ve got a beautiful future, a beautiful future
Oh oh oh oh, you’ve got a beautiful future, a beautiful future
Are you headed for the gas chamber?
D’ya wanna seat in the electric chair?
We got a noose if ya wanna hang around?
Or maybe a little torture to tousle up your hair?
You’ve got a beautiful future
Take a ride around your city
Tell me what do you see
Pretty houses? Expensive cars?
Goldenapples hanging from the trees?
Oh oh oh oh, you’ve got a beautiful future, a beautiful future
Oh oh oh oh, you’ve got a beautiful future, a beautiful future
Oh oh, you’re living the dream in the dead heart of the control machine
Oh oh, you’re living the dream in the dead heart of the control machine
Oh oh, you’re living the dream in the dead heart of the control machine
Oh oh, you’re living the dream in the dead heart of the control machine
Oh oh, you’re living the dream in the dead heart of the control machine
Oh oh, you’re living the dream in the dead heart of the control machine
Oh oh, you’re living the dream in the dead heart of the control machine
Oh oh, you’re living the dream in the dead heart of the control machine
Oh oh, you’re living the dream in the dead heart of the control machine
Oh oh, you’re living the dream in the dead heart of the control machine
Oh oh, you’re living the dream in the dead heart of the control machine
Oh oh, you’re living the dream in the dead heart of the control machine