the sun shines the work grinds the long lines for good finds
and back on my street with plenty of heat
the man sleeps with no sheets
he talks on and on
bout days that are gone
and folks are they real?
and bethlehem steel
and there ain't no place
to give him some space
to feed him a meal, he missed todays deal
the hipsters walk by
and can't meet his eye
they think it's a pity, the way of this city
but what can they do
their own lives they see blue
old guy's in the way of me seizing my day
dont give him some change, he'll just drink it away,
can't rehab do more, he's too crazy for sure
yeh he likes where he is and his independence
near the liberty bell, they all can't stand his smell
he says he's a soldier, which war ain't no question
he's living it dying it fighting it crying it
the rest of his life
the scars of his fight
the dreams of his soul
it's just too God damn cold
The Future [Lyrics/ Rap]
[Intro: "Artificial superintelligence will trigger unfathomable changes to human civilization... In a few decades, machine intelligence will surpass human intelligence, leading to [what scientists call] 'The Singularity'.
--Ray Kurzweil, Ph.D, Award winning author and Artificial Intelligence 'Guru']
Lyrics:
Hey listen up, don't it make you kind of freaked
That soon very soon humans gonna be antiques
The scientists they're workin with our brains and genes they're messin
And if you ain't worried now, you know for sure you should be stressin
Theyll scan your brain and take your thoughts and put it on a chip
Gonna make it so your mind is hooked up to the Internet
And where your secrets goin when there's wires in your brain?
Are private thoughts like dinosaurs we' ll never see again?
Your DNA is up for grabs and out of your control
For assembly line babies manufactured without soul
And the robots they are coming, and not just to clean your floors
They'll be thinking for themselves, they'll be knockin down your door
They'll be bossin at the factory, they'll be teaching to your kids
They'll be programming your life, til you don't know what it is
And soon theyll give them feelings, then theyll take your baby too
Robot sex oh yeah it's coming, Players wont know what to do
People with their messy flesh that can't compete with steel
Your heart that aches, just have replaced, reprogrammed not to feel
Will anyone be asking us before this comes to be?
Or is our fate just in the hands of Big Technology?
Well, dont take my genes or clone me
Don't go wire up my brain
Cause I'll say it to you once, and I'll say it LOUD again
F**k (screw) the robots and the mind chips and the babies in a tube
And the cyborg CEO, ain't gonna tell me what to do
I need my flesh, I need my blood, I need my baby too
No don't take my genes don't clone me
Dont go altering my brain
Yeah I said it to you once, now I'm saying it again
F**k (screw) the robots and the mind chips and the babies in a tube
Those braniacs with stock options cant tell us what to do
Stand up before its too late and it's out of our control
Stand up before the final days of all our human souls
Man I know that we ain't perfect , we're a messed up human race
But if all of this is coming, damn, just send me off to space
Lately I've been hating all this Internet dating
too many late nights of messaging and websites
I need some face time a warm body next to mine
I don't mean on your iPhone I mean just you and me alone
If the one you text to you can't get next to
then it's not real baby then it's not real
if you friend me on your page but won't ask me on a date
I won't know it's real baby I can't tell it's real
those emoji's can't express a real touch of tenderness
talk to me for real baby tell me how you feel
I want that old school kind of love that's just as good when it's unplugged
cause all that smokin chemistry gets lost in my technology
smileys aren't the same as kisses tweets don't keep me warm at night
I need to see your eyes that shine and that your arms can hold me tight
100 apps are on your phone but there's no app to take me home
gotta make it real baby gotta make it real
maybe I'm just a simple girl but love is for the real world
so turn off your screen and I'll show you what I mean
the sun shines the work grinds the long lines for good finds
and back on my street with plenty of heat
the man sleeps with no sheets
he talks on and on
bout days that are gone
and folks are they real?
and bethlehem steel
and there ain't no place
to give him some space
to feed him a meal, he missed todays deal
the hipsters walk by
and can't meet his eye
they think it's a pity, the way of this city
but what can they do
their own lives they see blue
old guy's in the way of me seizing my day
dont give him some change, he'll just drink it away,
can't rehab do more, he's too crazy for sure
yeh he likes where he is and his independence
near the liberty bell, they all can't stand his smell
he says he's a soldier, which war ain't no question
he's living it dying it fighting it crying it
the rest of his life
the scars of his fight
the dreams of his soul
it's just too God damn cold
The Future [Lyrics/ Rap]
[Intro: "Artificial superintelligence will trigger unfathomable changes to human civilization... In a few decades, machine intelligence will surpass human intelligence, leading to [what scientists call] 'The Singularity'.
--Ray Kurzweil, Ph.D, Award winning author and Artificial Intelligence 'Guru']
Lyrics:
Hey listen up, don't it make you kind of freaked
That soon very soon humans gonna be antiques
The scientists they're workin with our brains and genes they're messin
And if you ain't worried now, you know for sure you should be stressin
Theyll scan your brain and take your thoughts and put it on a chip
Gonna make it so your mind is hooked up to the Internet
And where your secrets goin when there's wires in your brain?
Are private thoughts like dinosaurs we' ll never see again?
Your DNA is up for grabs and out of your control
For assembly line babies manufactured without soul
And the robots they are coming, and not just to clean your floors
They'll be thinking for themselves, they'll be knockin down your door
They'll be bossin at the factory, they'll be teaching to your kids
They'll be programming your life, til you don't know what it is
And soon theyll give them feelings, then theyll take your baby too
Robot sex oh yeah it's coming, Players wont know what to do
People with their messy flesh that can't compete with steel
Your heart that aches, just have replaced, reprogrammed not to feel
Will anyone be asking us before this comes to be?
Or is our fate just in the hands of Big Technology?
Well, dont take my genes or clone me
Don't go wire up my brain
Cause I'll say it to you once, and I'll say it LOUD again
F**k (screw) the robots and the mind chips and the babies in a tube
And the cyborg CEO, ain't gonna tell me what to do
I need my flesh, I need my blood, I need my baby too
No don't take my genes don't clone me
Dont go altering my brain
Yeah I said it to you once, now I'm saying it again
F**k (screw) the robots and the mind chips and the babies in a tube
Those braniacs with stock options cant tell us what to do
Stand up before its too late and it's out of our control
Stand up before the final days of all our human souls
Man I know that we ain't perfect , we're a messed up human race
But if all of this is coming, damn, just send me off to space
Lately I've been hating all this Internet dating
too many late nights of messaging and websites
I need some face time a warm body next to mine
I don't mean on your iPhone I mean just you and me alone
If the one you text to you can't get next to
then it's not real baby then it's not real
if you friend me on your page but won't ask me on a date
I won't know it's real baby I can't tell it's real
those emoji's can't express a real touch of tenderness
talk to me for real baby tell me how you feel
I want that old school kind of love that's just as good when it's unplugged
cause all that smokin chemistry gets lost in my technology
smileys aren't the same as kisses tweets don't keep me warm at night
I need to see your eyes that shine and that your arms can hold me tight
100 apps are on your phone but there's no app to take me home
gotta make it real baby gotta make it real
maybe I'm just a simple girl but love is for the real world
so turn off your screen and I'll show you what I mean
the sun shines the work grinds the long lines for good finds
and back on my street with plenty of heat
the man sleeps with no sheets
he talks on and on
bout days that are gone
and folks are they real?
and bethlehem steel
and there ain't no place
to give him some space
to feed him a meal, he missed todays deal
the hipsters walk by
and can't meet his eye
they think it's a pity, the way of this city
but what can they do
their own lives they see blue
old guy's in the way of me seizing my day
dont give him some change, he'll just drink it away,
can't rehab do more, he's too crazy for sure
yeh he likes where he is and his independence
near the liberty bell, they all can't stand his smell
he says he's a soldier, which war ain't no question
he's living it dying it fighting it crying it
the rest of his life
the scars of his fight
the dreams of his soul
it's just too God damn cold
The Future [Lyrics/ Rap]
[Intro: "Artificial superintelligence will trigger unfathomable changes to human civilization... In a few decades, machine intelligence will surpass human intelligence, leading to [what scientists call] 'The Singularity'.
--Ray Kurzweil, Ph.D, Award winning author and Artificial Intelligence 'Guru']
Lyrics:
Hey listen up, don't it make you kind of freaked
That soon very soon humans gonna be antiques
The scientists they're workin with our brains and genes they're messin
And if you ain't worried now, you know for sure you should be stressin
Theyll scan your brain and take your thoughts and put it on a chip
Gonna make it so your mind is hooked up to the Internet
And where your secrets goin when there's wires in your brain?
Are private thoughts like dinosaurs we' ll never see again?
Your DNA is up for grabs and out of your control
For assembly line babies manufactured without soul
And the robots they are coming, and not just to clean your floors
They'll be thinking for themselves, they'll be knockin down your door
They'll be bossin at the factory, they'll be teaching to your kids
They'll be programming your life, til you don't know what it is
And soon theyll give them feelings, then theyll take your baby too
Robot sex oh yeah it's coming, Players wont know what to do
People with their messy flesh that can't compete with steel
Your heart that aches, just have replaced, reprogrammed not to feel
Will anyone be asking us before this comes to be?
Or is our fate just in the hands of Big Technology?
Well, dont take my genes or clone me
Don't go wire up my brain
Cause I'll say it to you once, and I'll say it LOUD again
F**k (screw) the robots and the mind chips and the babies in a tube
And the cyborg CEO, ain't gonna tell me what to do
I need my flesh, I need my blood, I need my baby too
No don't take my genes don't clone me
Dont go altering my brain
Yeah I said it to you once, now I'm saying it again
F**k (screw) the robots and the mind chips and the babies in a tube
Those braniacs with stock options cant tell us what to do
Stand up before its too late and it's out of our control
Stand up before the final days of all our human souls
Man I know that we ain't perfect , we're a messed up human race
But if all of this is coming, damn, just send me off to space
Lately I've been hating all this Internet dating
too many late nights of messaging and websites
I need some face time a warm body next to mine
I don't mean on your iPhone I mean just you and me alone
If the one you text to you can't get next to
then it's not real baby then it's not real
if you friend me on your page but won't ask me on a date
I won't know it's real baby I can't tell it's real
those emoji's can't express a real touch of tenderness
talk to me for real baby tell me how you feel
I want that old school kind of love that's just as good when it's unplugged
cause all that smokin chemistry gets lost in my technology
smileys aren't the same as kisses tweets don't keep me warm at night
I need to see your eyes that shine and that your arms can hold me tight
100 apps are on your phone but there's no app to take me home
gotta make it real baby gotta make it real
maybe I'm just a simple girl but love is for the real world
so turn off your screen and I'll show you what I mean
Hey there, I write smart catchy lyrics that represent timeless emotions as well as reflections of on-trend situations & cultural moments that hopefully speak to us all. There's nothing like a great song lyric to make you think and feel deeper, or just add more fun to your life!
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