Jimmy Tomorrow Lyrics
| Song | Jimmy Tomorrow |
| Artist | The Waitresses |
| Album | Wasn't Tomorrow Wonderful? |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Butler | |
| Shocked? Dismayed? | |
| Or maybe just a little upset | |
| Well, no, this isn't pretty | |
| And yes, my hair was longer then | |
| It's what happens when your choices | |
| Are narrowed to fashion or violence | |
| Adjustments, you make adjustments | |
| There's nothing left wrong with me | |
| That money can't cure | |
| But I don't want to be somebody else's | |
| Learning experience | |
| Some rich kid's way to spend his allowance | |
| I want magic in my real world | |
| Some modern voodoo to make it work | |
| Voodoo to make it work | |
| I remembered what you sputtered | |
| Chewing your stupid fuel | |
| You said, you said, "The amplification of the eternal | |
| Present is the technology of desire." Shoo! | |
| I thought you were already corroded... | |
| I said, "You don't know me, I'll be the one | |
| Pulling that perfect crime, flushing | |
| This place down that huge hole | |
| When I quit cigarettes." | |
| But, it was just more gas | |
| We were all wearing falsies | |
| ...weren't we? | |
| So I'll stop being clever | |
| and just say it straight | |
| I guess I set impossible goals | |
| and I don't know when to quit | |
| Is that it? Is that it? Is that it? Is that it? | |
| (chorus): | |
| Found a cure for daylight yet? | |
| Tom Tomorrow and Sermonette | |
| Found a cure for gravity yet? | |
| Yes, I'm addicted to roofs and jets | |
| Found a cure for hunger yet? | |
| Black coffee, cigarettes | |
| Found a cure for desire yet? | |
| I don't wanna talk about that, | |
| I don't wanna talk about that | |
| (repeat chorus) | |
| I don't wanna talk about that | |
| Why do you keep asking me? | |
| (repeat chorus) | |
| My goals? | |
| My goals are to find a cure for irony | |
| and make a fool out of God. |
| zuo ci : Butler | |
| Shocked? Dismayed? | |
| Or maybe just a little upset | |
| Well, no, this isn' t pretty | |
| And yes, my hair was longer then | |
| It' s what happens when your choices | |
| Are narrowed to fashion or violence | |
| Adjustments, you make adjustments | |
| There' s nothing left wrong with me | |
| That money can' t cure | |
| But I don' t want to be somebody else' s | |
| Learning experience | |
| Some rich kid' s way to spend his allowance | |
| I want magic in my real world | |
| Some modern voodoo to make it work | |
| Voodoo to make it work | |
| I remembered what you sputtered | |
| Chewing your stupid fuel | |
| You said, you said, " The amplification of the eternal | |
| Present is the technology of desire." Shoo! | |
| I thought you were already corroded... | |
| I said, " You don' t know me, I' ll be the one | |
| Pulling that perfect crime, flushing | |
| This place down that huge hole | |
| When I quit cigarettes." | |
| But, it was just more gas | |
| We were all wearing falsies | |
| ... weren' t we? | |
| So I' ll stop being clever | |
| and just say it straight | |
| I guess I set impossible goals | |
| and I don' t know when to quit | |
| Is that it? Is that it? Is that it? Is that it? | |
| chorus: | |
| Found a cure for daylight yet? | |
| Tom Tomorrow and Sermonette | |
| Found a cure for gravity yet? | |
| Yes, I' m addicted to roofs and jets | |
| Found a cure for hunger yet? | |
| Black coffee, cigarettes | |
| Found a cure for desire yet? | |
| I don' t wanna talk about that, | |
| I don' t wanna talk about that | |
| repeat chorus | |
| I don' t wanna talk about that | |
| Why do you keep asking me? | |
| repeat chorus | |
| My goals? | |
| My goals are to find a cure for irony | |
| and make a fool out of God. |
| zuò cí : Butler | |
| Shocked? Dismayed? | |
| Or maybe just a little upset | |
| Well, no, this isn' t pretty | |
| And yes, my hair was longer then | |
| It' s what happens when your choices | |
| Are narrowed to fashion or violence | |
| Adjustments, you make adjustments | |
| There' s nothing left wrong with me | |
| That money can' t cure | |
| But I don' t want to be somebody else' s | |
| Learning experience | |
| Some rich kid' s way to spend his allowance | |
| I want magic in my real world | |
| Some modern voodoo to make it work | |
| Voodoo to make it work | |
| I remembered what you sputtered | |
| Chewing your stupid fuel | |
| You said, you said, " The amplification of the eternal | |
| Present is the technology of desire." Shoo! | |
| I thought you were already corroded... | |
| I said, " You don' t know me, I' ll be the one | |
| Pulling that perfect crime, flushing | |
| This place down that huge hole | |
| When I quit cigarettes." | |
| But, it was just more gas | |
| We were all wearing falsies | |
| ... weren' t we? | |
| So I' ll stop being clever | |
| and just say it straight | |
| I guess I set impossible goals | |
| and I don' t know when to quit | |
| Is that it? Is that it? Is that it? Is that it? | |
| chorus: | |
| Found a cure for daylight yet? | |
| Tom Tomorrow and Sermonette | |
| Found a cure for gravity yet? | |
| Yes, I' m addicted to roofs and jets | |
| Found a cure for hunger yet? | |
| Black coffee, cigarettes | |
| Found a cure for desire yet? | |
| I don' t wanna talk about that, | |
| I don' t wanna talk about that | |
| repeat chorus | |
| I don' t wanna talk about that | |
| Why do you keep asking me? | |
| repeat chorus | |
| My goals? | |
| My goals are to find a cure for irony | |
| and make a fool out of God. |
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