Last night saw the Ghost of Grown-Up Future come to me.
And he said, "Hold tight. Kinda bumpy as we cross the century."
And there I am in my cubicle, typing a report
I hit print, but the printer's out of toner, so I file an IS ticket,

And thank God it's just a dream.
I'm still gonna be an astronaut.
I'm still gonna be a rock star,
A race car driver, candy bar taste tester, and the Batman.
I'm still gonna make a difference.
I'm still gonna be important.
All right, shut up, relax, it's just a dream.

Six lines to repair and test that issue with the site
Within the confines of the epic standards doc I had to write.
Three more days to complete and file the detailed change request.
Time to go, but it's missing an approval, so I start the process over,

And thank God it's just a dream.
I'm still gonna be an astronaut.
I'm still gonna be a rock star,
A secret agent, master Lego builder, and a robot.
I'm still gonna make a difference.
I'm still gonna be important.
Ok, ok, chill out, it's just a

Dream a little dream the real world fits into
The grander scheme, and I can be a
Part of things more awesome than they seem.

Thank God it's just a dream.
I'm still gonna be an astronaut.
I'm still gonna be a rock star,
A baseball player, guy that drives a tractor, and a Jedi.
I'm still gonna be remembered.
I'm still gonna change the world.
I'm still gonna be the man that everybody says I could be.
I'm still gonna be the president.
I'm still gonna be a stuntman,
A scientist who travels through the Stargate, and a ninja.
I'm still gonna make a difference.
I'm still gonna be important.
That's it, enough, wake up, it's just a dream.