[Intro]
I work in the mythical radio
I was trying to start again
Down in the logical valley below
In a team with my old friends
Have we run out of road?
Blindsided by the gangland fights
Out on a road
With the ticker tape falling around our eyes
Run outta road
Not guided by the voice inside
Watch them making clones
Of every winner that ever stole first prize
[Chorus]
The future of the gravity boy
He's hanging like an old favourite toy
Why run our minds on production lines
Take control
Four, three, two, one
The future of the gravity boy
He's hanging like an old favouritе toy
Why run our minds on production lines
Take control
I work in the mythical radio
Making clockwork lasеr guns
Down with the laughable heroes
Like we're relics from the sun
Have we run out of road?
Blindsided by the gangland fights
Out on a road
With the ticker tape falling around our eyes
Run outta road
Not guided by the voice inside
Watch them making clones
Of every woman that ever stole first prize
[Chorus]
The future of the gravity boy
He's hanging like an old favourite toy
Why run our minds on production lines
Take control
Four, three, two, one
The future of the gravity boy
He's hanging like an old favourite toy
Why run our minds on production lines
Take control
Flying like a bird from the sun
Holding an electronic gun
Stopping for nothing and noone
He's gonna take us home
Four, three, two, one
The future of the gravity boy
The future of the gravity boy
The future of the gravity boy
He's gonna take us home
I work in the mythical ra-
The fu-ture of-
The gra-vity boy-