[Verse 1]
Here we are, static in the latter half
Of the twentieth century
But it might as well be the Middle Ages
There'll have to be some changes
But how they'll come about foxes me
[Chorus]
I want the future now
I want to hold it in my hands;
I want a reason to be proud
I want the Promised Land
[Verse 2]
But that doesn't seem to get any closer
And Moses has had his day...
The tablets of law are an advertising poster
Oh, civilisation here to stay
And this is progrеss? Oh, you must be joking!
Me, I'm looking for any kind of hope
[Chorus]
And I want thе future now
I want to see it on the screen
All men equal and unbowed
To make our lives so mean
Here we are, static in the latter half
Of the twentieth century
But it might as well be the Middle Ages
There'll have to be some changes
But how they'll come about foxes me
[Chorus]
I want the future now
I want to hold it in my hands;
I want a reason to be proud
I want the Promised Land
[Verse 2]
But that doesn't seem to get any closer
And Moses has had his day...
The tablets of law are an advertising poster
Oh, civilisation here to stay
And this is progrеss? Oh, you must be joking!
Me, I'm looking for any kind of hope
[Chorus]
And I want thе future now
I want to see it on the screen
All men equal and unbowed
To make our lives so mean
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