Bedding Taylor Swift Every night inside the Oculus Rift After mister and the missus finish dinner and the dishes And now the future's definition is so much higher than it was last year It's like the images have all become real And someone's living my life for me out in the mirror No, can you believe how far we've come In the New Age? Freedom to have what you want In the New Age we'll all be entertained Rich or poor, the channels are all the same You're a star now, baby, so dry your tears You're just like them Wake on up from the nightmare Come on Oh ho oh Oh Oh ho oh No gods to rule us No drugs to soothe us No myths to prove stuff No love to confuse us Not bad for a race of demented monkeys From a cave to a city to a permanent party Come on Oh ho oh Oh Oh ho oh When the historians find us we'll be in our homes Plugged into our hubs Skin and bones A frozen smile on every face As the stories replay This must have been a wonderful place