Science Fiction

Religious iconography giving you the creeps

I feel rougher than a disco lizard tongue along your cheek

The rise of the machines

I must admit you gave me something momentarily

In which I could believe

But the hand of harsh reality's ungloved

And it's on it's way back here to scoop you up

But not on my watch

I wanna stay with you, my love

The way that some science fiction does

Reflections in the silver screen of strange societies

Swamp monster with a hard on for connectivity

The ascension of the cream

Mass panic on a not-too-distant future colony

Quantitative easing

I wanna make a simple point about peace and love

But in a sexy way where it's not obvious

Highlight dangers and send out hidden messages

The way some science fiction does

The way some science fiction does

Got the world on a wire

In my little mirror, mirror on the wall

In the pocket of my raincoat

So I tried to write a song to make you blush

But I've a feeling that the whole thing may well just

End up too clever for it's own good

The way some science fiction does