Lyrics Good Time Coming - Momus

Good Time Coming

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 desserts, 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 desserts, what super fun
If not, in our desert, we are done