Good Morning (The Future)

The future isn’t what it used to be
I’m not surprised
I’m not surprised
Do you think that we like to take our orders from fools?
They’re so behind
They’re so behind
So they ordered up a love machine
Directions to your house were demanding
Now I’ve got security
I long to let your hair fall around me
Fall around me
To me
It always is, always assigned to me
Your love
Always is, always assigned to me
Your love
Always is, always assigned to me
Your love
Always is, always assigned
To me
The future isn’t what it used to be
I’m not surprised
I’m not surprised
Most of us live on boats of luxury
We’re so confined
We’re so confined
You know that I was born so late
You know that they’ve been late all around me
All around me
To me
It always is, always assigned to me
Your love
Always is, always assigned to me
Your love
Always is, always assigned
To me
The future
The future (oh, oh, oh)
The future
The future (oh, oh, oh)
So they ordered up a love machine
Directions to your house were demanding
Now I’ve got security
I long to let your hair fall around me
Fall around me
To me
It always is, always assigned to me
Your love
Always is, always assigned to me
Your love
Always is, always assigned
To me
To me
The future (oh, oh, oh)
The future