Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song If Tomorrow Ever Comes, artist - Cop Shoot Cop. Album song White Noise, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 07.03.2019
Record label: Big Cat (UK)
Song language: English
If Tomorrow Ever Comes |
And if tomorrow ever comes we’ll buy ourselves new boots and coats; |
We’ll set things straight with all our friends. |
(and I’m still waiting) |
And if tomorrow ever comes we’ll send a check to the old man; |
We’ll have the time to make amends. |
(and I’m still waiting) |
And if tomorrow ever comes we’ll learn to like to be deceived; |
We’ll watch ourselves on video. |
(and I’m still waiting) |
And if tomorrow ever comes we’ll curse the day we were conceived; |
We’ll wish that we had never known. |
(and I’m still waiting) |
No shoulder, no shoulder |
No shoulder to cry on. |
We’ll know how small we really are. |
We’ll be amazed we’ve come this far. |
We’ll rip the blinders from our eyes and truly see. |
You’ll resurrect the crucifix atop a church of blackened sticks. |
We’ll hope that we deserve to die unholy. |
And if tomorrow ever comes, maybe we’ll get an explanation. |
I’m living in the shadow of your glorious truth. |
You played in the sunshine and dabbled in truth. |
Now what have you given me to remember you by, |
But hazy excuses and handful of lies. |
And if tomorrow ever comes they’ll make us sorry we were young |
But we’ll be satisfied and fed. |
And if tomorrow ever comes they’ll make us speak with just one tongue; |
We’ll think of things we should have said. |
(and I’m still waiting) |
No shoulder, no shoulder |
No shoulder to cry on. |
We’ll set ablaze the ship of fools. |
We’ll drive the vermin from our schools. |
We’ll drag them screaming to the dark and smoking street. |
The crutch of vanity will crack |
Beneath the burdens on your backs |
As you are forced to torch the temples of conceit. |
And if tomorrow ever comes, maybe we’ll get an explanation. |
Everything was easier when you had your time. |
You’ve taken my innocence and now you want my prime. |
Don’t look so disappointed at my distrust, |
Because you’ve taken everything… |
Except my disgust. |
And if tomorrow ever comes… |