It's 1825, I just turned 23
Working on that new railroad Momma feared for me
"Going thirty miles an hour, you won't arrive in one piece"
Oh no, here comes the future
Stepping off of that railcar
Now I'm back at the house
They're wiring up a black box Grandad's worried about
He don't like talking to folks he can't see
Oh no, here comes the future
Things move to fast
It makes me feel slow
This progress has spun itself out of control
We don't mind change
We just like what we know
Oh, here comes the future
That country and western swings me just right
But that rock and roll music's got the devil inside
Now they're talking about a fever on a Saturday night
Oh no, here comes the future
My Grandad wrote Grandma letters of romance
My Dad asked my Mom once if she'd like to dance
Now you swipe right just to get in their pants
Oh no, here comes the future
Things move to fast
It makes me feel slow
This progress has spun itself out of control
We like new music
But play one we know
Oh, here comes the future
There was a bright light and some folks looked away
I stared right in and I saw a new day
No gender, no wars, the computers have legs
Oh lord, could this be the future?
Oh, here comes the future