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In the year 2525, if man is still alive,
If woman can survive, they may find...
In the year 3535
Ain't gonna need to tell the truth, tell no lies-
Everything you think, do and say
Is in the pill you took today
In the year 4545
You ain't gonna need your teeth, won't need your eyes
You won't find a thing to chew
Nobody's gonna look at you
In the year 5555
Your arms hangin' limp at your sides
Your legs got nothin' to do
Some machine's doin' that for you
In the year 6565
You won't need no husband, won't need no wife
You'll pick your son, pick your daughter too
From the bottom of a long glass tube
In the year 7510
If God's a coming, He oughta make it by then
Maybe He'll look around Himself and say
Guess it's time for the judgment day
In the year 8510
God is gonna shake His mighty head
He'll either say I'm pleased where man has been
Or tear it down, and start again
In the year 9595
I'm kinda wonderin' if man is gonna be alive
He's taken everything this old earth can give
And he ain't put back nothing
Now it's been ten thousand years
Man has cried a billion tears
For what, he never knew, now man's reign is through
But through eternal night, the twinkling of starlight
So very far away, maybe it's only yesterday
In the year 2525, if man is still alive
If woman can survive, they may find...
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Blood of the Kings
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You Haunt Me
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She's a Magic Carpet
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Dirt Eater New York
I am Dirt Eater, composer Nicholas Maximilian Dreyer, native of Virginia, USA, resident of NYC, USA. My interests include transportation, weather, seasons, structures both manmade, cosmic, and the intersections thereof, and various other things.
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