In the year 2041, and my chrome all-in-one I put on
The New York to London vactrain had just begun
Working on the Maglev
I'm weary of the Maglev
Allow me to chart the decline of our poor insignificant island
We fell from a giddy good time to be
Sinister amusements
For travellers from Thailand
Dreaming of the Maglev
Oh, I'm weary of the Maglev
Oh, been working on the Maglev all day
Oh, working on the Maglev
I don't understand the advanced ins-and-outs of these grim economics
My old pair remember a bright day when we
Collected plots of land and
Consumer electronics
But somewhere their choices were mad, they were drunk when they voted in dribs and in drabs
And, slowly, the companies made for the shore
Leaving monolithic husks in their wake
Leaving like the maglev
Oh, I'm weary of the Maglev
Oh, been working on the Maglev all day
Oh, working on the Maglev
Programmers to prostitutes
Estate agents found work in the hostels at least
The remaining ones, physicaly able and semi-skilled
Found that their prospects increased
If they departed, discarded their brains
And laid down the tracks for that old vactrain
Oh, I'm weary of the Maglev
Oh, been working on the Maglev all day long
Oh, working on the Maglev
Been workin' on it
Workin' on it
Been workin' on it
Workin' on it