Yesterday’s Future (Mr. Bellamy Part III)

[Laws]
My love doesn’t go in the mornin'
I beat the track, then I pillow talk it
There was poetry in motion
But I never saw it till it was you walkin'
And I still remember the day the four elements were auctioned
Overweight bureaucrats all got a portion
In a last effort, we rounded up the poor kids
Couldn’t afford admission to get us all in
So me and some beggar watched in horror
As the highest bidder took a puff of his cigar
And purchased a life for less than six figures
"Some damn deal", he snickered
I walked home past the rap mural and I shivered
Sign posted, coming soon: Fred’s Liquor
Through the clash of the sirens and claps of the trigger
Heard a sound I could barely register
Some old McCartney tune with a defined rhythm
I start thinking maybe I could flip it
But that was yesterday and now this is the future