2054

Meanwhile in 2054
Things are getting insane
The costs of living
The lost art of forgiving
All my royalties running down the drain

A trillion streams in a millisecond
Let's see, that means I earned about three cents
A trillion dreams in the human cloud
Now we got no defense

Two thousand
Two thousand and fifty-four

Meanwhile, in 2054
And things are really warming up
The art of prayer or start talking to the air
Your karma runneth over my cup

A million minds in the afterglow
But my guitar is still in hock
A million kinds of time in my mind
I just can't find a clock

Two thousand
Two thousand and fifty-four

Not like it was before
All crime and no more law
2054

Two thousand
Two thousand and fifty-four

Not like it was before
All crime and no more law
2054

Meanwhile, in 2054
Things have ground to a halt
The core is melting
Rain keeps pelting
But it ain't no one's fault

Not like it was before
All crime and no more law
2054
Not like it was before
All crime and no more law
2054