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broadcasting from the future

broadcasting from the future
one thing i got to say (hey)
no aliens or space intruders
just you and me
(just you and me, we got our own place)

we got our own thing goin on
and no things wrong
we got all the things that we want
coming back the other way

and in this lovely lovely future
thats been arranged (at least thats what they say) (yay!)
if it could come, now, make it sooner
well be happy
(happy as can be)

two turtle doves in a tree
so lovely, dont run from me, come have fun with me
its a future that we counted on
picket fence in the lawn
koi in the pond
coming back around again

and in this happy future
youll be glad that you knew her
broadcasting from the end of time
that everlasting love
all that im thinking of
tune that antenna
to the only station playing over here
no fear no stress
and if ya make a mess
gonna clean it up quick
go tell the press
make hell confess
and heaven bless this finesse
cant touch this like Eliot Ness
i need a happy future
with no masks or boosters
all chads, no losers
put the bad shit in the juicer
improve it

i was gonna use a sound effect
of a blender running but,
too much work
alright, one more time

in the happy future
it was love that grew first
like the rose from that concrete, so sweet
hankering for the bakery
thanking that you stay with me
ranking us as the lead
power team like brad-gelina
i got a hunch that you’re someone i
knew since the start of time
then i died, no sawdust but a plank in the eye
like a prank from the sky
but they shanked the wrong guy
like Jude Law in AI
sex robot on the run
tryna make that happy ending come

alright, alright
lets take it down a notch
this aint parental advisory, right
should we do another one?
yeah whatever

in the happy future
that we glued together
tryna make it better
Better Than Ezra (word)
feeling like the Jetsons
no stetsons
at the crest of this blessed head
we know the feds aint protecting necks (bet)
we gotta do it ourselves
no help
like a shotgun running outta shells
fight an onslaught of hellos like Adele
or Jennifer in The Cell
on a nazi level like Call of Duty zombies fell
do you want me belle?
bees teach me how to spell
you said call me when all is well

hello?
why, what do you mean youre a man from the future?
oh golly
well, ive never talked to a man like this before
say, whats it like in the future?
uh huh, uh huh
oh gee, that sounds swell
will you take me with you?