Lyrics:

There is no oxygen in the air
Men and women, they lost their hair
Ash and faces lits that star [?]
Ghosts and goblins walk in this land
Then today becomes yesterday
And tomorrow becomes eternity
When the soul, when the soul goes way beyond
When life is taken and there are no babies born
When there is no one, and there is everyone

Tomorrow will be the 22nd Century
Tomorrow will be the 22nd Century
Tomorrow will be the 22nd Century
Tomorrow will be the 22nd Century
It will be, it will be, it will be...
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah

The 21st Century was here and gone
And 20th Century was the dawn
The begging of the end was the 21st
When the 20th Century was at her bend [?]
1990 was the year when the plague struck the earth [?]
1988 was the year when men's stuck [?] up for freedom
And [blood let him whip the thing that was ???]
People said, people said there was no cause, there was no reason and there was no cause
1972 was right all the way [?] from the peoples [?] blasting all through the gates
Left wing, ring wing, middle of the road, sidewinder, backswinger, backlash, whiplash
... stopping [?], liberation of women, liberation of men, everybody carrying in [?] every road

Tomorrow will be the 22nd Century
Tomorrow will be the 22nd Century
Tomorrow will be the 22nd Century
Tomorrow will be the 22nd Century
It will be, it will be, it will be...
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah

Liberation of animals, prevention of cruelty
To animals, men in peace [?]
Flying and unflying things
Revolution of music
... [?]
Sex-changing, changing, changing
Man is woman, woman is man
People, your brain is not your brain
Your heart is a plastic thing that can't be caught
There are no more diseases that can be caught
Man became everything he worshipped
Man truly became his god
That was the day that man and woman surely became bored
Man become as good, and man became as evil
Man became as god, and man became as devil

Tomorrow will be the 22nd Century
Tomorrow will be the 22nd Century
Tomorrow will be the 22nd Century
Tomorrow will be the 22nd Century
It will be, it will be, it will be...
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah

Young women with their funny cards [?]
Picked out, picked out, picked out living in marble lofts
Young men, young men die in the spring
Boys of seven falling in love
Get their lady, get her [?] a diamond ring
Wedding, wedding, wedding, wedding
You know a wedding ain't a thing
Don't want no preacher man
Don't want no preacher man preaching
Give me your hand, then take my hand
This is better than a preacher man
The truth, the truth is now unfold
Seven years, seven years, so I am told
Don't swing me over
Don't try to swing me over to your day
Because, because your day, your day, your day will go away

Tomorrow will be the 22nd Century
Tomorrow will be the 22nd Century
Tomorrow will be the 22nd Century
Tomorrow will be the 22nd Century
It will be, it will be, it will be...
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah

Tomorrow will be the 22nd Century
Tomorrow will be the 22nd Century
Tomorrow will be the 22nd Century
Tomorrow will be the 22nd Century