Maybe Tomorrow

-CHANCE WATERS-
Hey
How you doing?
The Internetz told me this’d be the end of days
So I should say my last goodbyes and probably give all my shit away
But as I watched the fireworks explode in purple flames
I breathed in the morning of another year of every days
I heard a preacher man claiming that the rapture’s coming
He blamed it on the gays and democrats and probably someone else
I didn’t really pay it mind; I’ve learned from life that
I would fall for anything if I refuse to stand for something
New age hippies claim this is a crystal age
And we’ll all resonate away, evolve onto a higher plane
I think they might have missed a couple of bits on evolution
But that’s alright, at least we both agree that there’s a future
-LILIAN BLUE-
But I’ll admit I kind of see some things the same
When I close my eyes and look away
And bury my head in the sand and wait
For better days – they’re on their way
Maybe tomorrow, when the sun comes out and melts my flesh away
Maybe tomorrow, when the toxic clouds just take our breath away
And it’ll be alright, when the dark sets in and the screams all fade away
Maybe tomorrow there’ll be no one to save
-CHANCE WATERS-
I’ve got a bit of a penchant for Mr Nostradamus
I’d rather read the stars than read a fucking vampire drama
And reincarnation – don’t even get me started
Hell, in another life I might have been the Dalai Lama
But I don’t trust computers like I don’t trust their users
They’re gonna take control – we’ve all seen the movies
But I don’t see how that’d change a thing for you and me
‘Cause half of the kids that I know, uh, already worship Google
The other half will spend their final days on Facebook
Making events about the end that no one came to
But you can catch me on my soapbox
Telling them that it won’t stop until we flick the switch and turn this globe off
 
-LILIAN BLUE-
It makes it easier, I’ve found,
To shout “The sky is falling down”
Until there’s nothing left to say
And close my eyes and drift away
Maybe tomorrow, when the sun comes out and melts my flesh away
Maybe tomorrow, when the toxic clouds just take our breath away
And it’ll be alright, when the dark sets in and the screams all fade away
Maybe tomorrow there’ll be no one to save
Don’t you know there’s not too long to go? (there’s not too long)
I’ve met a man who knows – he says the world will end on...? (Sunday! Sunday!)
Don’t you know there’s not too long to go? (there’s not too long)
I’ve met a girl who knows – she says the world will end on...? (Sunday! Sunday!)
Maybe tomorrow, when the sun comes out and melts my flesh away
Maybe tomorrow, when the toxic clouds just take our breath away
And it’ll be alright, when the dark sets in and the screams all fade away
Maybe tomorrow there’ll be no one to save