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The Future Lyrics - Get Sharp - The Limousines

Can't help but wonder 'bout what's underneath these city streets 

The rising cables tangled up connecting everything 

And down below I find the bones of people from the past 

People with dreams about the future 

 

And when we die our empty bodies turn to dust 

There'll be no pit of fire 

No angels singing songs for us 

There's nothing we can say that people won't forget some day 

There's nothing we can do that matters 

And that's okay 

 

Just when you think you got it all worked out 

That's probably when they'll put you in the ground 

Just when I think I've got it all worked out 

That's probably when they'll put me in the ground 

 

Ain't got much faith in god or modern day mythology 

The rising fables fate and luck directing everything 

So down we go like dominoes our lives go by too fast 

Nobody lives to see the future 

 

And when we die buildings and bridges left to rust 

No heaven in the sky, no pearly gates on clouds and stuff 

The monuments we build will crumble and decay someday 

There's nothing we can do that matters 

 

Just when you think you've got it all worked out 

That's probably when they'll put you in the ground 

Just when I think I've got it all worked out 

That's probably when they'll put me in the ground 

 

I wanna laugh as many times as I can before I die 

I wanna love I wanna smile I don't need much, I'm a simple child 

I wanna laugh as many times as I can before I die 

I wanna love I wanna smile just wanna fuck every once in a while 

I just wanna fuck every once in a while 

 

I think I've finally got it all worked out 

Somebody call and put me in the ground 

I think I've finally got it all worked out 

Somebody call and put me in the ground 

 

Can't help but wonder 'bout what's underneath these city streets 

The rising cables tangled up, connecting everything