Standing with my sneakers soaking up a lake of gasoline 
Standing with my bob dylan comic books 
And a bag of boston baked beans 
Standing hear 
I realize just now what you mean - hey douglas 
I smell the future 
I smell the future 
I smell the future and itsmells like gasoline 
Lying face down in the street they beat the shit out of him 
His face was such a sight 
Lying to us blatantly they handed down not guilty 
I say that's not right 
Lying on my mother's couch screaming at the television 
Watching L
A burn into the night 
That night we smelled the future 
We smell the future 
Do you smell the future - well it smells like gasoline 
Driving in my dreams 
I'm on I-90 driving east 
Driving the first nail into this corner of my life 
But these goodbyes are a beast 
Driving forces are tugging me and to say the least 
I smell the future 
I smell the future 
Do you smell the future 
Well I smell the future and it smells like gasoline