Modern World

In the future that we used to imagine
 The one they pictured in those old magazines
 Their tomorrow-land is so old fashioned
 A delusion of the modern dream
 But they had a skyway to the city towers
 And we're still rocking over stones and tar
 I've been crawling down the freeway for hours
 I want my fusion-powered flying car
 This ain't the modern world that I remember
 The one they promised all us boys and girls
 This ain't the vision that the artist rendered
 What happened to my modern world?
 They said my leisure time was gonna be bitchin'
 I'd have my holographic TV phone
 And we'd be cooking in our one button kitchen
 In our aluminum dymaxion home
 With the enlightened ones leading the nations
 Bringing peace around the world at last
 A utopia of cooperation
 Where injustice is a thing of the past
 It's just a bunch of big baby boomers
 Trying to snatch the last cookie and run
 It's such a comfort to the guilty consumer
 If Armageddon had already begun
 'Cause if the world's a box of chocolate cherries
 Then they can use it up and toss it away
 They make it post-apocalyptic and scary
 To even dream about the future today