מילים לשיר Tomorrow – Galactic Cowboys

I tried to call you but you were gone
Way too busy stickin' the labels on Deciding who will swim in the talent pool Cultivating more popularity Trendy little fashions that please the eyeOverly concerned with what not to be Whatcha gonna do tomorrow? Whatcha gonna do when it's over? I just don't fit into the clique You're so hip you make me sick Whatcha gonna do tomorrow? Churning out the pap like a factory
Pay no attention to quality The only standard is how ya feel You never heard a word that I said Totally convinced that the sound was dead Creating categories that fit the times You move 'em in and move 'em out like they were cattle Burn a brand into their hide With all apologies to L.A. and Seattle Cloning is artistic suicide.