Frédéric Wah - Party's Over, Biff lyrics

Dabs of light in the car Please make tomorrow alright You're not done Yet it's courtesy to follow (alright ?) Arriving one step per hour ‘til tomorrow It's your call Is it almost vain to say ? When I'm home It makes no mind if it's real Layer on many boundaries of prediction Arriving one step per second ‘til tomorrow It's your call Is it almost vain to say ? It's you call, were we Ever good at listening ? We'll be facing an awful thing tomorrow