Someone Spiked My Drink with the Future
The curtain doesn't close
Until the day is over
The old days won't give up without a fight
It's the middle of july
And moonlight isn't real
There's still a lot of time to feel
Everything is beans
If you look behind the scenes
Coffee, lima, soy
In a particularly large saucepan
It's such a bouncy day
And someone spiked my drink with the Future
Nothing is the same as yesterday
Still, it's something
That no one really knows
It just goes to show
That when you go to shows
The curtain doesn't close
Until the day is over
The old days won't give up without a fight
It's the middle of september
Robots taking over
There's still a bit of time
Before we have to go
Writer/s: Jonah Myers
