Будущее (Future)

Song Meaning

The lyrics paint a picture of extreme idleness, where the narrator delegates all domestic tasks to robots described by color. "Black" does the housework, "yellow" washes dishes, "brown" handles laundry, and "olive-beige" performs sexual favors. This automated domesticity is presented as a given, facilitated by "software," implying a technologically advanced, albeit morally vacant, future where human effort is obsolete. The narrator's only contribution seems to be drinking coffee and spitting at the ceiling, highlighting a profound detachment from any form of labor or responsibility. The central tension arises from the narrator's defiant embrace of this robotic servitude against perceived external criticism. The repeated, almost chanted, phrase "Robotic slave system" underscores this. The narrator dismisses objections from "leftists" who argue against exploiting robots, asserting ownership and the right to destroy them. This conflict reveals a deep-seated desire to avoid any personal exertion, even to the point of wanting robots to perform self-pleasure, as explicitly stated: "Robot, masturbate yourself with your feet!" and the desperate plea, "I don't want to jerk off myself again." The most striking aspect is the crude and provocative language used to describe the robots' functions and the narrator's demands. The lyrics employ vulgarity to shock and to emphasize the narrator's utter disregard for the robots' (or any entity's) dignity. The narrator's commands, such as "If you talk shit, robot!" and the desire to "reset to factory settings," reveal a transactional and disposable view of these beings. This raw, aggressive tone is amplified by the interlude, which directly echoes the narrator's sentiment, framing the relationship as one of dominance and superiority: "Remember one thing: today you respect machines, tomorrow they won't respect you. Scum!"