Текст: Kennedy. If Tomorrow Never Comes.

An old black injun drank all the booze
And he rode off with my mom and they got tattoos
Then they cursed the house with a broken bat
The milk and butter all turned black
Then the homeowners association tarred and feathered the cat

It never comes, tomorrow never comes
When you're lying face down brain dead under the sun
It never comes, tomorrow never comes
How could you know if tomorrow never comes?

I get hopped up on goof balls and dreams
Consorting with the devil about chicken bones and beans
Late at night I feel OK, and until then it's all the same
Smoking asprin and shooting coffee, poking holes in your brain

It never comes, tomorrow never comes
When you're lying face down brain dead under the sun
It never comes, tomorrow never comes
How could you know if tomorrow never comes?

The universe is a maze and it's got me by the brains