The Future Is X-Rated

Matthew Good

There's holes up in the sky
The devil punched down to the monkeys
And now they've got drive through
And a video store where there used to be real live actors
Used to ride around here
Up on my high horse
With all the other good little butcher boys
A plagiarist of course
So roll over sweet thing
Like a nuclear reprisal inbound from outer space
There's a comparison here that I'm trying to swing

God damn, it's deafening
Wish you'd shut up about everything
The future is x-rated

There's holes up in the sky
No one's seen your son in days
And things just keep getting weirder and weirder
And now Christmas is for shopping
And the shopping god is everything

So roll over and lose it
'Cause power's just another one of those things, baby
It's pointless if you ain't gonna use it

God damn, it's deafening
Wish you'd shut up about everything
The future is x-rated

Okay, I have to take my coat off
Okay, ready?
Alright, alright
Oh baby
Ooh, oh, you want me to take my pants off?
You're a saucy little monkey boy

Used to ride around here on my high, high horse
God damn, it's deafening
Wish you would shut up, shut up, shut up
The future is x-rated
The future is x-rated
The future is x-rated
The future is x-rated

Oh, oh, oh
Okay, I don't know what else to say