Momus - Good Time Coming lyrics

There's a good time coming
For the human race
Eleven billion humans with a
Smile across our face
If we could just stop eating
Stop our wars and crime
Stop making our babies
At least for ten years' time
Sure, it may get bloody for a while
But smile and there's no limit to the fun
If not, on the other hand, we're done

There's a good time coming
Lots of stuff to do
We'll find a cure for dysentery
Stop dying on the loo
Drinking dirty water, fighting for the shade
Chasing the mosquitoes from the
Garden to the glade
If we can act collectively
Instead of for ourselves
I really see no limit to the fun
If not, on the other hand, we're done

Oh there's a good time coming
With nothing to resent
Equality for everyone except the 1%
The full pursuit of happiness
Especially for the sad
What madman in his right mind wants
The things he's always had?
If we can act in fairness
Instead of out of greed
I really see no limit to the fun
If not we are obviously done

If we can work for everyone
Instead of just for pricks
Thinking with our heads instead
Of with our dicks step out of our vehicles
Straddle mountain bikes
Ride them up the mountains and
Go for mountain hikes
Standing in the European sun with no
Obvious limit to the fun
If not we are obviously done

Oh there's a good time coming if
We can get off drugs
Forget about celebrities and
Murderers and thugs
Stop watching television
Swigging from that sewer
Start listening to philosophers who
Sided with the poor
If we can trust the government
To fix what's going wrong
There's no logical limit but the sun
But, if not, flip us over, we are done

There's a good time coming
Especially for the young
The ones who'll really reap the
Harvest that's to come
Of course there'll be backsliders and
Grumblers on the way
But it will all be beautiful
Upon that sunny day
If we can turn back deserts
Like good old King Canute
We'll get our just deserts, what super fun
If not, in our desert, we are done

Oh there's a good time coming
Everyone agrees
When the North Pole is inhabited
And Hell begins to freeze
When prejudiced policemen with
3D-printed guns rattle them at random
Like amusing kettledrums
If we can pull the finger out
And get our ass in gear
I really see no limit to the fun
But, if not, we are fucked and we are done

If we can turn back deserts
Like good old King Canute
We'll get our just deserts, what super fun
If not, in our desert, we are done