| Song | Best Day Until Tomorrow |
| Artist | The Real McKenzies |
| Album | 10,000 Shots |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Boland, McKenzie, Robertson | |
| enjoy what'chas got, not what you have not | |
| 'tis a weak heart lamenting with sorrow | |
| when the days seem cursed, it could always be worse | |
| fight depression with sword and arrow | |
| when the zeppelinous clouds of trouble abound | |
| and thunder is clapping and lightning strikes ground | |
| just when yer thinking this may be your last | |
| throw a lash 'round the mast, hold fast! | |
| when the world ain't right, and it smithes ye with strife | |
| ye can now buckle down, it's a test they call life | |
| very soon you will see what kind of animal you'd be | |
| taking the bite outta life | |
| when they're testing the gallows, yer hung like a dog | |
| or they're marching us out to a firing squad | |
| we just smile and recall all the good times we had | |
| it's the best 'til tomorrow | |
| it's the best day 'til tomorrow | |
| no considering surrender when yer down in the dregs | |
| if ye look down and notice you still have your legs | |
| so stand up and fight you just might seize the day | |
| it's the best day 'til tomorrow |
| zuo qu : Boland, McKenzie, Robertson | |
| enjoy what' chas got, not what you have not | |
| ' tis a weak heart lamenting with sorrow | |
| when the days seem cursed, it could always be worse | |
| fight depression with sword and arrow | |
| when the zeppelinous clouds of trouble abound | |
| and thunder is clapping and lightning strikes ground | |
| just when yer thinking this may be your last | |
| throw a lash ' round the mast, hold fast! | |
| when the world ain' t right, and it smithes ye with strife | |
| ye can now buckle down, it' s a test they call life | |
| very soon you will see what kind of animal you' d be | |
| taking the bite outta life | |
| when they' re testing the gallows, yer hung like a dog | |
| or they' re marching us out to a firing squad | |
| we just smile and recall all the good times we had | |
| it' s the best ' til tomorrow | |
| it' s the best day ' til tomorrow | |
| no considering surrender when yer down in the dregs | |
| if ye look down and notice you still have your legs | |
| so stand up and fight you just might seize the day | |
| it' s the best day ' til tomorrow |
| zuò qǔ : Boland, McKenzie, Robertson | |
| enjoy what' chas got, not what you have not | |
| ' tis a weak heart lamenting with sorrow | |
| when the days seem cursed, it could always be worse | |
| fight depression with sword and arrow | |
| when the zeppelinous clouds of trouble abound | |
| and thunder is clapping and lightning strikes ground | |
| just when yer thinking this may be your last | |
| throw a lash ' round the mast, hold fast! | |
| when the world ain' t right, and it smithes ye with strife | |
| ye can now buckle down, it' s a test they call life | |
| very soon you will see what kind of animal you' d be | |
| taking the bite outta life | |
| when they' re testing the gallows, yer hung like a dog | |
| or they' re marching us out to a firing squad | |
| we just smile and recall all the good times we had | |
| it' s the best ' til tomorrow | |
| it' s the best day ' til tomorrow | |
| no considering surrender when yer down in the dregs | |
| if ye look down and notice you still have your legs | |
| so stand up and fight you just might seize the day | |
| it' s the best day ' til tomorrow |