Tomorrow

They say the sun

Is gonna grow someday

It's gonna get a real close

And burn us all up

No more traffic in the street

No more road rage

No more pretending

Things are real tough

I can't promise you tomorrow

No one has the right to lie

You can beg and steal and borrow

It won't save you from the sky

Let me see a show of hands

Tell me the truth now

What happens if neutrinos have mass

I can't tell you 'bout tomorrow

I'm as lost as yesterday

In between your joy and sorrow

I suggest you have your say

Here's to the little things

The sports section

The weather channel

A good battery