Got so weary of bein' nothin',

Felt so dreary just doin' nothin'

Didn't care ever gettin' nothin', felt so low

Now my eyes on the far horizon can see a glow

Announcin' things ain't what they used to be.

No use bein' a doubtin' Thomas,

No ignorin' that rosy promise;

Now I know there's a happy story yet to come.

It's the dawn of a day of glory: millennium

I tell you things ain't what they used to be.