Well I woke up this morning and heard all the news;
There was none of it good, seems to me.
So I turned off the radio and went back to sleep,
And I dreamed how the future might be.

From an orbiting space station somewhere above,
the newsreader’s emotions were mixed;
She smiled through her tears, “Hallelujah, my friends,
The big hole in the ozone’s been fixed!”

“Oh, and hey, by the way” she continued to say,
“Pollution’s a thing of the past;
Contaminants no longer poison our seas,
Heavy metal’s no more than a blast!”

“There’s enough food for everyone everywhere,
And a pleasant mild climate for all;
There’s no more povertee, because everything’s free,
Have a drink on the house, have a ball!”

“Religion and warfare have all disappeared,
You can do what you like, no one cares;
Just keep the place tidy and put out the cat,
And make sure you have clean underwear.”

Then my sad old alarm clock, it brought me right back
As the snooze button started again;
If I didn’t move soon I’d be late for my work
Spreading hatred and terror and pain.