I.G.Y. (International Geophysical Year)

Standing tough under stars and stripes

We can tell this dream's in sight

You'll have to admit it at this point in time

That it's clear the future looks bright

On that train all graphite and glitter, undersea by rail

Ninety minutes from New York to Paris

Well, by seventy-six we'll be a-okay



What a beautiful world this will be

What a glorious time to be free

What a beautiful world this will be

What a glorious time to be free



Get your ticket to that wheel in space

While there's time, the fix is in

You'll be a witness to that game of chance in the sky

You know we've got to win

Here at home, we'll play in the city powered by the sun

Perfect weather for a streamlined world

There'll be spandex jackets, one for everyone



What a beautiful world this will be

What a glorious time to be free

What a beautiful world this will be

What a glorious time to be free



On that train all graphite and glitter, undersea by rail

Ninety minutes from New York to Paris

(More leisure for artists everywhere)

A just machine to make big decisions

Programmed by fellows with compassion and vision

We'll be clean when their work is done

We'll be eternally free, yes, and eternally young



What a beautiful world this will be

What a glorious time to be free

What a beautiful world this will be

What a glorious time to be free



(Repeat....)