Lyrics

Intro

Come one come all to the amazing Teller of the FUTURE!

Now, now, there is plenty of future to go around and tons to tell.

Verse 1

Monday!

You'll get sick, with an incurable disease

Tuesday!

Your disk will slip, corroding into nothing

Wednesday!

You'll get drunk, wakeup robbed of everything

Thursday!

You'll wake up late and be fired in the morning.

Pre Chorus 1

Not trying to yank your chain

Not trying to pick your brain

Don't shoot the messenger, you're fucked! I'm fucked!

Would've like another outcome

Maybe more I could of done! 

So repeat after me cuz

You're fucked, I'm fucked!

Grab you're partner dosey doh around the corner here we go!

Chorus

I’m from the future to tell you you're 

(Finished, kaput!)

Bereft of life, and mortified

I wish I had better news

But I got

(zero zilch, notta, zip)

Squat! 

Say goodbye to your loved 

(adios, take care, bon voyage, farewell)

The reapers punching your time card

And you're out of time!

The end is nigh

And you're gonna

Verse 2:

Friday!

You're hired, as a guinea pig for minimum wage

Oh-oh-oh-oh Saturday!

You'll do a test that has some weird side effects

Woah-ho Sunday

Won't notice anything out of the ordinary

Woah Monday

You'll definitely start to feel like something's off again!

Little things like heighted smell, sweaty palm, secreting gel, 

Later you'll start spoutin' limbs and it'll fuckin' hurt like hell

After your legs fall off and you lose consciousness, 

You'll wake up bound and gagged in some dude’s dirty basement

And that sucks

Pre Chorus 2

And I

Told your ass is super fucked!

Ain't playin' man you outta luck!

Pray to whoever you see fit!

Or you can suck my clowny (HONK)

Chorus Repeat

Breakdown

Step on up, step on up, we got some amazing prizes!

we got a stuffed bear and cant go getcha things!

you fellas ready for a showdown?

oh no, here we go we got a winner!

Last Chorus

I'm from the future to tell you you're

uh-hah

I wish I had better news, but I got 

SQUAT

I’m from the future to tell you you're 

(Finished, kaput!)

Bereft of life, and mortified

I wish I had better news

but I got

(zero zilch, notta, zip)

Squat! 

Say goodbye to your loved 

(adios, take care, bon voyage, farewell)

The reapers punching your timecard

And you're out of time!