It's winter, it's raining
   You're tired, she's fainting
   You're bitter, she's brooding
   But don't be disenchanted
   'Cause you can barely stand it
  
   The sweep and the grandeur
   The scope and the laughter
   The future, the future
   The future's got it covered
   With what will be discovered
  
   In the future fun is fun
   In the future, lots of sun
   I'll be there, it's up to you
   You'll be there if you don't do nothing foolish
  
   You'll love it, I know it
   I know what you like and
   You'll love it, I know it
   We'll need some vintage vino
   So wash your feet and stamp away
  
   Coming soon and everywhere
   Everyone will walk on air
   Now it seems so far away
   But each day it's getting closer and closer
  
   Convenience and pleasure
   All blended together
   And culture, and madness
   You think you've seen it all
   You've seen it all except the future