By the time you get this note We'll no longer be alive We'll have all gone up in smoke There'll be no way to reply You'll be wondering about the world that vanished long ago And the words that reach you now That were buried underground Greetings to everyone in 1937 It seems that you were never aware that we were here You're probably too busy rejoicing in the present To stop and be reminded of the dark and troubled past By the time you get this note We'll no longer be alive But our skulls are smiling still At the thought of things to come We can confidently know that you'll enjoy a better world When the evils that we faced Will at last be laid to rest When the poisons of the Earth Are completely neutralized When the hatred and the lies Are forever put aside When the voices of dissent and contradiction all abate And the peaceful air is filled With a silent harmony We can't be certain at the moment of this writing But surely in the future there'll be no barking dogs The sound of crying babies will be thankfully forgotten No more will the chattering classes make a noise By the time you get this note A millenium from now We'll have all gone up in smoke There'll be no way to reply And we confidently know You'll enjoy a better time When the evils that we faced Will at last be laid to rest