Turn of The Century

There'll be flying boats, and condos with moats
Cultivated oceans, floating cities in the sky
Living underneath a bubble, no more toil and trouble
Singin' 'bout that sweet ole by and by

We'll all have lots of money that we won't have to spend
You'll be given everything when everyone's your friend
Hanging out together in picture perfect weather
This time 'round the party never ends

Hallelujah, I can't wait to see it
Hallelujah, come on and go with me
Let me show you the way it's gonna be
At the turn, the turn of the century

We won't need no TV preachers to ask how much we gave
We won't need no TV preachers, see, by then, we'll all be saved
No more fighting for a country, no child will go hungry
We'll be smiling from the cradle to the grave