They're polishing the government
  resembles a last waltz
  we are the playthings
  we are the form
  since we can rise
  too long since i've seen you
  we move like satellites
  my future lies
  in spacetravel
  she's coming over me
  i employ spies
  to stroll the gravel
  they never want to leave
  my future lies
  my futures lies
  scares of the government
  i'm scared of the government
  my future lies
  in spacetravel
  there's someone after me i employ spies in
  silver tassels they never seem that pleased
  my future lies