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• Текст, перевод и аккорды “Tomorrow”

• I tried to call you but you were gone Way too busy stickin' the labels on Deciding who will swim in the talent pool and what is cool Cultivating more popularity Overly concerned with what not to be Trendy little fashions that please the eye you'll televise 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? Pay no attention to quality Churning out the pap like a factory The only standard is how ya feel not what is real You never heard a word that I said Totally convinced that the sound was dead Creating categories that fit the times condition minds 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

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