Alba s touto skladbou:
Chronicles,
That day that he was found, that Alabama dawn
The note pinned to the blanket read
This child should never have been born
Another woman cries denied fertility
She pays to see the doctor
Of genetic micro surgery
Here comes the future
There goes the past
As they grew they said, he had a feeble mind
They took him to a place and lock him there
With others of his kind
Interrogated and assessed eugenically
Subjected him to their
Cosmetic syco pharmacology
Here comes the future
There ain't no looking back
Pass me the prozac doctor
I'm having a panic attack
Maybe the future, will not look so black
God bless the future
'Cos there ain't no going back
No going back
Somebody found him on a cold and frosty dawn
His mother left a note
should never have been born
Somewhere a woman cries denied fertility
She pays to see the doctor
Of genetic micro surgery
Here comes the future
There ain't no going back
Give him the prozac doctor
He's having a panic attack
How come the future
It always looks so black
God bless the future
They sure messed up the past
Wo oh baby
God bless the future
I think I'm gonna have another panic attack
Here comes the future
There ain't no turning back
Pass me the prozac honey
While I have another panic attack
Maybe the future, will not seem so black
God bless the future honey
There ain't no going back
No going back
Here comes the future
Ain't no going back
Pass me the prozac doctor
I think I'm gonna have another panic attack
Maybe the future, will not look so black
Oh baby there ain't no going back
No going back
