Lyrics The Future - Frank Sinatra

Gonna find me a gypsy and get my fortune told
I′m gonna find me a gypsy and get my fortune told
I'm gonna say please, missus gypsy, tell me what the future will hold
Hurry your deck of cards and your crystal ball
For there you will see that you will pray for light
The future will almost certainly be whatever you want it to be
But with rockets and picks, from music and jetsam
There′s no butt that you can push, and push
Let your imagination burst into flame
And it will let you do whatever you damn well to do, do, do
Given a choice I would choose to have a magic wand that I could use
To draw a melody, from that enchanted blade of grass
And cheese and wood and wind and sea
I would stand there, dig a grave, and quietly say
Ladies and Gentlemen, play for me, play for me