By the Time You Get This They Might Be Giants

[Chorus 1: John Linnell]
By the time you get this note, we'll no longer be alive
We'll have all gone up in smoke, there'll be no way to reply
You'll be wondering about the world that vanished long ago
And the words that reach you now
That were buried underground

[Verse 1: John Linnell]
Greetings to everyone in 1937
It seems that you were never aware that we were here
You're probably too busy rejoicing in the present
To stop and be reminded of the dark and troubled past

[Chorus 2: John Linnell & John Flansburgh]
By the time you get this note, we'll no longer be alive
But our skulls are smiling still at the thought of things to come
We can confidently know that you'll enjoy a better world
When the evils that we faced
Will at last be laid to rest

[Bridge: John Flansburgh]
When the poisons of the Earth
Are completely neutralized
When the hatred and the lies
Are forever put aside
When the voices of dissent and contradiction all abate
And the peaceful air is filled with a silent harmony