Shape of Things to Come - Cher

Magic, logic

The system works, but not for me

Look beyond the nearest moment

And you’ll see

The shape of things to come

Somewhere deep in the city

I can feel you I know you’re here

Baby, I’m just a pussy-cat

But not a one that you should fear

One, two, always love you

One, two, move up above you

Two, two, right in the face

Yes sir, no sir, three bags full so

The shape of things to come

The shape of things to come

Let me get you outta here

Tragic, logic

The system hurts, but not for me

I look beyond the farest moment

And I say

The shape of things to come

The shape of things to come

The shape of things to come

The shape of things to come

The shape of things to come

The shape of things to come

The shape of things to come

Somewhere deep in the system

I can see you but you’re not clear

A simple case of error correction

Come on baby, get your ass in gear

One, two, always love you

One, two, move up above you

Two, two, right in the face

Of sir, no sir, three bags full so

The shape of things to come

Let me get your outta here

The shape of things to come

Look into my eyes and I’ll make your day

The shape of things to come

Good things, great things, all just same things

The shape of things to come

The shape of things to come