Song title: The Future is the Past
Written by: Jackson Jackson
Recordings:
Note. These lyrics are unconfirmed. They have simply been transcribed by myself.
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Lyrics:
The future is the past
And it'll last for as long as it's lasted
Every time I get plastered
(I see stars)
Opening inside of me
We were all once a part of distant galaxies
(And I swear)
When the universe ends I'll be there
Cause I wanna see what love looks like
when there's no sound, no matter, no light, no television, (no air)
You know it's funny how the people say the world is changed,
Just like saying the stranger's a kind of strange
Just like saying the water is kind of wet
It's like saying that Elvis is kind of dead
It's evident to anyone with half a brain that things change
That's why books have more than one page
That's why me and my grandfather aren't the same age
Just why New Kids On The Block are not rockin' on Triple J
But the more things change, the more they stay the same
Same old girls, same wars, same games
Sure, there's climate change and there's terrorists and AIDS
But we used to have the nazis
And that was way way way worse
But things get bad, then get better,
Before I started eating bree, I used to eat cheddar
The world is always gonna change, only love stays the same,
Like I say in the refrain
The future is the past
And it will last for as long as it's lasted
Every time I get plastered
(I see stars)
Opening inside of me
We were all once a part of distant galaxies
(And I swear)
When the universe ends I'll be there
Cause I wanna see what love looks like
when there's no sound, no matter, no light, no television, (no air)
When I died I got them to cryogenically freeze me
Believe me, it cost four million, that's cheap
To see the future, see infinity,
I thought I had proven the truth to man's divinity
But I discovered, I was poor like a chimney sweep,
The richest man is just a tramp in a scheme of things
Up there in the future it wasn't much fun,
Just a bunch of frozen businessman dreaming of a refund
"Gimme back my money"
They were yelling
Calling for the manager
They were used to those credit card advantages
But Master Card can't change the past, can it?
No kind of plastic is worth shit on a dead planet
The whole place was cold like you wouldn't believe
Just dead rocks in a dried up sea
Just like times gone by
Just like five-fucking-billion BC
The future is the past
And it will last for as long as it's lasted
Every time I get plastered
(I see stars)
Opening inside of me
We were all once a part of distant galaxies
(And I swear)
When the universe ends I'll be there
Cause I wanna see what love looks like
when it's no sound, no matter, no light, no television, (no air)
The meek shall inherit the earth, they're fine
Don't have to fight for that shit
Just have to bide your time
Keep quiet, don't write any rhymes if you can help it
Cause I'm sure God favors the silent, not the violent,
Maybe the vibrant, definitely firemen
Maybe the Prime Mister if he sticks to his assignment
To lead wisely and not be divisive
And while I'm on the subject,
God, can you make him bring back human rights?
All right, fine, this is not a diatribe
It's just an ordinary rhyme about extraordinary times
Hey, digital natives, on the love super highway
Who come my way leaving mails and just fly away
How good is that? I guess it's not all bad
Crap, shit, fuck!
We can still make positive tracks,
Cut them on wax, under a full moon,
Burry them for a month,
And deep fry that to make, to make beats fat
Fatter and better, that's my motto,
Like Spector said back to mono, before he went loco
Chatter for chatter say that's the game,
So I write rhymes that don't necessarily mean a thing
Sometimes, but this time I write a rhyme I can't deny
I lie awake at night and recite the diatribe
I'm alive and inspired to write rhymes or die trying
The future is the past
And it will last for as long as it's lasted
Every time I get plastered
(I see stars)
opening inside of me
We were all once a part of distant galaxies
(And I swear)
When the universe ends I'll be there
Cause I wanna see what love looks like
when it's no sound, no matter, no light, no television, (no air)
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