Psyche Rap (The Fyutshurama Song) Johnny Mystro

[Intro]
Welcome to the world of tomorrow (Ooh)
You know, it's a wild, wild outer space out there
That final frontier
We're here, y'all
But I guess we've always kinda been here, huh?
Whatcha gon' do with it? That's the question
Oh man, oh man, it's freaking me out
It's freaking me out man, I gotta
I gotta get a sense of normalcy, man
I gotta, I gotta watch some TV or something
I gotta, I gotta get my streams in
I gotta get my streams in, so yo

[Chorus]
Switch your screen over from that stupid drama
Kick back, relax with some Futurama
Need some dope jokes, let it loose up on ya
Let your mind unwind with the Futurama, yo

[Post-Chorus 1]
Can you imaginе the future of humanity?
And all its insanity, yo
Well, for onе twentieth-century man is no longer a fantasy, so

[Verse 1]
Peep this orange-haired dude named Fry
Really lazy, so I could never ascertain why
And how he got a job at this pizzeria
But I bet he didn't have the least idea
That when he did his last delivery
He would accidentally skip past the next ten centuries
When he entered the ol' cryogenic lab and a prank caller
Ordered a pizza for I.C. Weiner (Yeah, Fry's no scholar)
So he's tilted back in a chair, careless of the danger
Till he trips back in a freeze chamber
Frozen, oh, and the knob twists around him
Won't unlock until the year 3000
So he's just chillin' (Sorry, I had to say that one)
Till the time runs out and
Once he steps out, the whole view is astounding
And now he has no choice but adapt to his surroundings
So it's like, you're in the future
But have no fear about it, yeah
You're in the future
But it's the present to everyone else, so, like, don't be so weird about it