When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother: "What will I be?"

"Will I be lucky?"

"Will I be rich?"

Here's what she said to me:

"Que sera, sera

Whatever we make, will be

The future is ours to forge,

Que sera, sera"

"We've altered your DNA!

We've twisted your chromosomes!

You'll be the prettiest,

You'll outlive us all...

You'll outlive us all!"

When I was young, and got a job

I asked my boss, "What lies ahead?"

"Will we have money, day after day?"

Here's what my boss said to me:

"Que sera, sera

Whatever we make will be!

The future is ours to forge!

Que sera, sera"

"These robots we build,

These [bad word] machines, indeed

They'll do all our work for us,

And think for us, from now

And think for us from now"

When I was old, and war [bad word] 
Day after day, the bombs had fell

The mushrooms arose, day after day

Ever so terribly

Que sera, sera

Whatever will be, will be

The future is ours to forge

Que sera, sera

I joined the force!

And rose through the ranks!

Became captain of the squad!

Ever so merrily!

Now I have minions of my own

They ask The Captain:

"What will I be?"

"Will I survive?"

"How will we live?"

I tell them tenderly:

"Que sera, sera

whatever I SAY will be

The future is MINE to forge!

DO NOT QUESTION ME!"