Holy Smokes Future Jokes - Blitzen Trapper

Holy smokes, these future Jokes

You call me on my landline just to blow some smoke

And tell me that our whole life feels like a hoax

Just like the lunar landing and those talking goats

Surprise, surprise, surprise

Can’t you see it shining in my eyes?

Surprise, surprise, surprise

We’re all so learned and so civilized, my baby

Holy smokes, these future jokes

Eight billion people spinning just like bicycle spokes

The cinematic scope of the apocalypse

When it all goes to hell there won’t be nothing left

But chips and dips in mini-marts

But what’s the shelf life of a broken heart?

Surprise, surprise, surprise

Can’t you see it shining in my eyes?

Surprise, surprise, surprise

We’re all so learned and so civilized, my baby

Oh, my baby

Oh, my baby

Oh, my baby

Oh, my baby

Hey, hey, hey, yeah

Holy smokes, these future jokes

Found your number on a scrap of paper in my coats

The earth has been around for several billion years

And all us humans think we’re special but

We’re nothing but the unshed tears

Of a distant star, never knowing just who we are

Surprise, surprise, surprise

Can’t you see it shining in my eyes?

Surprise, surprise, surprise

Our masochism goes so undisguised

Surprise, surprise, surprise

We’re all so learned and so civilized, my baby

Oh, my baby

Oh, my baby

Oh, my baby