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!
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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?