I.G.Y. (International Geophysical Year)
Standing tough under stars and stripes
We can tell this dream's in sight
You'll have to admit it at this point in time
That it's clear the future looks bright
On that train all graphite and glitter, undersea by rail
Ninety minutes from New York to Paris
Well, by seventy-six we'll be a-okay
What a beautiful world this will be
What a glorious time to be free
What a beautiful world this will be
What a glorious time to be free
Get your ticket to that wheel in space
While there's time, the fix is in
You'll be a witness to that game of chance in the sky
You know we've got to win
Here at home, we'll play in the city powered by the sun
Perfect weather for a streamlined world
There'll be spandex jackets, one for everyone
What a beautiful world this will be
What a glorious time to be free
What a beautiful world this will be
What a glorious time to be free
On that train all graphite and glitter, undersea by rail
Ninety minutes from New York to Paris
(More leisure for artists everywhere)
A just machine to make big decisions
Programmed by fellows with compassion and vision
We'll be clean when their work is done
We'll be eternally free, yes, and eternally young
What a beautiful world this will be
What a glorious time to be free
What a beautiful world this will be
What a glorious time to be free
(Repeat....)
