The No. 1 Song in the Hit Parade
will be I Hate You, and ugly
the keyword in fashion ads.
Children will hug their witch dolls,
blow atom bubbles in glee
and play the most exciting games.
Punishment will be their only
reward and all the villains
heroes in their goblin tales.
Every man will be Satan
of his own dungeon
and no place like hell.
Machines pretending to be
human will evoke what's left
of our pity and laughter.
Manquakes, nightmares and fallout
will lead to our final triumph.
Only the worst will survive.
To prevent immunity
strict controls will be enforced
against pure food and drink.
Anyone caught sober or happy
will be exiled to the upper air
and banished from darkness.
Mentally accelerated
ones will be confined to wards
in quarantine hospitals.
Our most ardent wishes will be
for illness, failure and misery.
We will wear bad luck charms.