Science Fiction

Religious iconography givin′ 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 somethin’ momentarily
In which I could believe
But the hand of harsh reality′s un-gloved
And it’s on its way back in to scoop you up
But not on my watch

I wanna stay with you, my love
The way 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 its own good
The way some science fiction does