Tomorrow

old man, take a look at your life
see what has been going on
see what you've done...
nothing, absolutely nothing
and a voyage to nowhere

you turn them pages
like you never did before
you get outrageous
throw it on the floor

you turn them pages
like you never did before
you get outrageous 'cause
you can open the door no more

hey hey, ... it's just like today
tomorrow's the same
we've got to play their game

now he sits in his room
waiting all day
for the telephone to call
for someone to say hey

his younger days have gone
he's filled with regrets
as he's talking to the shadows
in his room which he'd painted red

his glory days have gone
them bad lay ahead
his glory days have gone
and they're spinning his head

hey hey, ... it's just like today
tomorrow's the same
we've got to play their game

you turn them pages
like you never did before
you get outrageous 'cause
you can open the door no more

hey hey, ... it's just like today
tomorrow's the same
we've got to play their game