| Here we are, static in the latter half
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| Of the twentieth century
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| But it might as well be the Middle Ages
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| There’ll have to be some changes
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| But how they’ll come about foxes me
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| I want the future now
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| I want to hold it in my hands;
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| All men equal and unbowed
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| I want the Promised Land
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| But that doesn’t seem to get any closer
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| And Moses has had his day…
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| The tablets of law are an advertising poster
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| Civilisation here to stay
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| And this is progress? | 
| You must be joking!
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| Me, I’m looking for any kind of hope
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| I want the future now
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| I want to see it on the screen
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| I want to break the bounds
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| That make our lives so mean
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| Oh, blind, blinded, blinding hatred
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| Of race, sex, religion, colour, country and creed
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| These scream from the pages of everything I read
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| You just bring me oppression and torture
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| Apartheid, corruption and plague;
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| You just bring me the rape of the planet
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| And joke world rights at the Hague
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| Oh, someday the Millennium!
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| But how far is someday away?
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| I want the future now
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| I’m young, and it’s my right
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| I want a reason to be proud
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| I want to see the light
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| I want the future now
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| I want to see it on the screen
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| I want to break the bounds:
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| Make life worth more than dreams
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| Yeah, wake up the planet! |