Tekster: Project Pitchfork. Lam-'Bras. In The Year 2525.

in the year 3535
ain't gonna need to tell the truth tell no lies
is in the pill you took today

everything you think do or say
ain't gonna need your teeth won't need your eyes
nobody's gonna look at you
in the year 4545
you won't find a thing to chew
in the year 5555
your arms are hanging limp at your sides

your legs have nothing to do
some machines are doing that for you

in the year 6565
ain't gonna need no husband won't need no wife
you'll pick your son pick your daughter too

from the bottom of a long black tube
in the year 7510
if God's a-comin' he ought to make it by then
maybe he'll look around himself and say
"guess it's time for the Judgement Day''

he'll either say "I'm pleased where man has been''
in the year 8510

God's gonna shake his mighty head


or tear it down and start again
I'm kinda wondering if man's gonna be alive
in the year 9595
he's taken everything this old earth can give
and he ain't put back nothing...

now it's been 10,000 years
man has cried a billion tears
for what he never knew
now man's reign is through
but through the eternal night

so very far away
the twinkling of starlight
maybe it's only yesterday...

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
is in the pill you took today everything you think do or say