I never figured us to get so far All feel and no skin We had a long run of bad luck, bad scenery And the worst three seasons this town's ever seen I had my brother's car and we drove out to the rolling hills We work so hard, let's just get out for tonight To live so middle of the road, so watered down, I'm watered down I don't want to waste any more time Tomorrow's not far away I got fired up about the city and the factory A lower middle cla** catholic boy out looking for a prize 7 hours away from working our dead end jobs Eyes on the floor watching the world go by " I'm no good I've got a cold heart," I said. " I'm only sorry when it lets me get my way" We took a wide turn rolled down our windows And let the hot summer air rush in Tomorrow's not far away