Down in the valley where the veins don't go And the tied up tigers smoke the dope And dream of rope f** with everything with a face And the straight disgrase of a mission on a mountain Of blood tracks to the queen In a tower of money money money Talking to the train tracks Working for the wrong man Dreaming of the perfect tan And theBeautiful voices Telling you what you are and The d**h of poetry on the pages of a magazine Strung out on the perfect set of genes And I don't want to be there When it all comes crashing down Somehow there's gonna be tomorrow Somehow there's gonna be tomorrow I know I know I know all too well Funny how the days slip by without a thought in the mind Or a moment of time with your feet on the ground I know that this will come round Such a beautiful thing that one day all Of this will be gone Nothing is sacred nothing is true nothing is blue And I don't mind what you do 'Cause my mind is my mind in spite of you And I don't want to be there When it all comes crashing down Somehow there's gonna be tomorrow Somehow there's gonna be tomorrow I know I know I know all too well Standing on a spaceship looking For like or a god or a gun or A matchbook telephone number To the one who might love you or Maybe...Maybe... Maybe... Maybe... Maybe... Maybe... Maybe it's time to close the line a stop outside And look for the great disaster It just might be faster To close this book myself And I don't want to be there When it all comes crashing down Somehow there's gonna be tomorrow Somehow there's gonna be tomorrow Somehow there's gonna be tomorrow Somehow there's gonna be tomorrow Somehow there's gonna be tomorrow Somehow there's gonna be tomorrow Somehow there's gonna be tomorrow Somehow there's gonna be tomorrow I know I know I know all too well Isn't strange that we've come this far And still don't know who we are...