Future sailors
We're future sailors
Electronic castaway
Digital stowaway
Cyborg sea-dog,
Tell me what you dream of
Future sailors
Oh yeah!
(Imposters interrupt)
- What you doing? I turnd the sign round, it says "closed", mate.
- Yeah come turn a spy and see what the next look is.
- Yeah, why don't you run along, sir?
- Hear you're supporting us tonight.
- Yeah, hope you're not planning on doing any of this nautical nonsense. That's way off the mark, sir.
- What's this "sir" business? I end things with "sir", not you, sir.
- Oh, do you, now, sir?
- Yes I do, sir.
- Well, maybe I do, too, sir.
- Oh, no, sir.
- Oh, yes, sir.
- Three bags full, sir.
- Can you stop? That's going to take all night. What d'you mean, "way off the mark"?
- Where have you been living, planet "Don't Know What's Going On", sir?
- No, I've been living upstairs.
- Fair deuce. Listen, got a little tip for you guys: The future's dead. Retro's the new thing, sir.
- Everyone's looking back, not forwards. You got to get with the program.
- Really, how far back? '70s? '60s?
- '50s?
- Don't be ridiculous, Howard!
- Sorry.
- Work it out for yourselves. You're the trendsetters.
- Yeah. Anyway, we'll see you guys tonight. Yeah, we've got better things to do than stand around in your crap shop looking at you two silly looking Burke's. Yeah, we're doing a pilot for BBC 3. Going to be on at two A. M.
- That's our slot!
- Look, forget them, O.K.? Focus. Block them out.
- Yeah, they can't just come in here and tell us what we are.
- We know what we are.
- That's right.
- And what we are is sailors heading towards the future.
- Exactly. They can't just blow us off course. We've got compasses!
- That's right, and they're neon.
- Yeah!
-Two, three, four-
Future sailors. Oh yeah!
Robot starfish! Nylon apparel!
curcuit board sea... Aahh, I don't know.
I'm not feeling it all. Yeah, i know what you mean. I feel - stupid?
