Future Songtext
von Gully Platoon

Yeah, you′ll never be the last king like Eddie Amen
When they bury us in a grave, the legacy lives
We're a message on a bottle on a memory stick
Wherever we drift, songs will be contemporary scripts
Next century, kids will discover our opus
And study our words, undefined love and devotion
Right now, we′re just a drop in the ocean
Another castaway stuck in the doldrums
I travel through time like Doc in the TARDIS
Subconsciously march to the top of Masada
Stop Marvin from being shot by his father
And philosophically question the gospel like Darwin
I'm not a prophet or martyr, I chronicle saga
Knowledge of self, conquering Sparta


"Long as I'm alive and
Send me to that next shit"
"I put the visual in text"
"Keep my mind piece focused"
"I am the future"
"Send me to that next shit"
"Yeah"
"I put the visual in text"
"I am the future"

Yo, our thoughts are driven to form an image
Tryna break fourth dimensional laws of physics
But all that we′re given is distorted visions
Taught to taunt and kill and war and pillage
Done in the name of God with the Lord′s permission
Will we see the end when the story's finished?
Till it′s checkmate, cornered by horse and bishop
Life haunts our spirits the more we live it
And all committed to fit in the path taken
And considered to listen to archangels
Repositioned to sinister dark ages
Reincarnated, livin' in starvation
We can′t wait with the need to survive
And the need for stability to keep us alive
Will we ever see peace in our life?
I sit and wait for destiny to decide


"Long as I'm alive and
Send me to that next shit"
"I put the visual in text"
"Keep my mind piece focused"
"I am the future"
"Send me to that next shit"
"Yeah"
"I put the visual in text"
"I am the future"

I might be a failure, I might be a star
And I might find my way like a light in the dark
We might go blind from the spite that we harness
An eye for an eye till our eyes are all scarred
The industry might kill imagination
And stunt the creative emancipation
A radio single is advantageous
To fill a bank balance with an APRA payment
The smokes might make me a cancer patient
My lungs green and yellow like the Canberra Raiders
The world might need to be vaccinated
From animal pandemic exacerbation
Scientists might find sustainable energy
But my only certainty is a grave in the cemetery
Are we moving to heaven or are we moving to hell?
I′ll sit and wait for the future to tell

"Long as I'm alive and
Send me to that next shit"
"I put the visual in text"
"Keep my mind piece focused"
"I am the future"
"Send me to that next shit"
"Yeah"
"I put the visual in text"
"I am the future"