Tomorrow Will Do Lyrics
| Song | Tomorrow Will Do |
| Artist | Hilltop Hoods |
| Album | The Calling |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Verse One – Pressure | |
| Be careful what you wish for; be cautious what you seek, | |
| Women are like opportunities; grasp them when they're in reach, | |
| All that glitters is gold, and sold for green locally, | |
| Life's a blind struggle that's why fate keeps tripping over me, | |
| With fines, debts and warrants trust me when I say they serve you, | |
| What you don't know can't hurt you; so not knowing you's a virtue, | |
| It's a fast food world; I fear that I'm a die gluttoning, | |
| But life is like John Howard, too short to waste time worrying, | |
| I moved from my parentals, used to lose it in the mental, | |
| Now I'm using my potential, for bruising instrumentals, | |
| I'm a bad natured human, bound to stagnate in ruin, | |
| Till these man made delusions catch a bad case of bruising, | |
| We're all drunk philosophers so give it time now, | |
| There's a fine line between a smile and a frown, Yeah? It's called an eyebrow, | |
| If measurement of ones worth was one word of testament, | |
| I'm done keeping it real I keep it relevant. | |
| Chorus | |
| Life is a road, full of turn-offs, short sprints and long runs, | |
| We'll deal with it as it comes, | |
| If I lose my way I'll follow you, | |
| Cos today's like yesterday I guess tomorrow will do, | |
| Life is a road, full of turn-offs, short sprints and long runs, | |
| We'll deal with it as it comes, | |
| If I lose my way I'll follow you, | |
| Cos today's like yesterday I guess tomorrow will do. | |
| Verse Two – Suffa | |
| I've been an out and out loudmouth since my youth, | |
| I'm generous with words but selfish with the truth, | |
| I'd never say some things on my mind anyway, | |
| Cos ideas are like cars, they get stolen everyday, | |
| And when I do speak women call me a creep, | |
| Ladies chivalry's not dead it's on the couch where you made it sleep, | |
| I get deep without the meaningful, | |
| Mimed a rhyme to a blind man, he said ‘Boy now I've seen it all', | |
| The worlds an ugly place filled with beautiful women, | |
| And people, who love music but lack suitable rhythm, | |
| What a computer will give them an instrument won't, | |
| It's called hip hop, guess what we're the industry joke, | |
| But hip hop followers, follow us till your sorrow is gone, | |
| And be strong cos tomorrow it's on, | |
| We ain't no beat nick, weak trip, kids on the sneak tip, | |
| We spit deep shit all of life' secrets. | |
| Chorus | |
| Life is a road, full of turn-offs, short sprints and long runs, | |
| We'll deal with it as it comes, | |
| If I lose my way I'll follow you, | |
| Cos today's like yesterday I guess tomorrow will do, | |
| Life is a road, full of turn-offs, short sprints and long runs, | |
| We'll deal with it as it comes, | |
| If I lose my way I'll follow you, | |
| Cos today's like yesterday I guess tomorrow will do. | |
| Chorus | |
| Life is a road, full of turn-offs, short sprints and long runs, | |
| We'll deal with it as it comes, | |
| If I lose my way I'll follow you, | |
| Cos today's like yesterday I guess tomorrow will do, | |
| Life is a road, full of turn-offs, short sprints and long runs, | |
| We'll deal with it as it comes, | |
| If I lose my way I'll follow you, | |
| Cos today's like yesterday I guess tomorrow will do. |
| Verse One Pressure | |
| Be careful what you wish for be cautious what you seek, | |
| Women are like opportunities grasp them when they' re in reach, | |
| All that glitters is gold, and sold for green locally, | |
| Life' s a blind struggle that' s why fate keeps tripping over me, | |
| With fines, debts and warrants trust me when I say they serve you, | |
| What you don' t know can' t hurt you so not knowing you' s a virtue, | |
| It' s a fast food world I fear that I' m a die gluttoning, | |
| But life is like John Howard, too short to waste time worrying, | |
| I moved from my parentals, used to lose it in the mental, | |
| Now I' m using my potential, for bruising instrumentals, | |
| I' m a bad natured human, bound to stagnate in ruin, | |
| Till these man made delusions catch a bad case of bruising, | |
| We' re all drunk philosophers so give it time now, | |
| There' s a fine line between a smile and a frown, Yeah? It' s called an eyebrow, | |
| If measurement of ones worth was one word of testament, | |
| I' m done keeping it real I keep it relevant. | |
| Chorus | |
| Life is a road, full of turnoffs, short sprints and long runs, | |
| We' ll deal with it as it comes, | |
| If I lose my way I' ll follow you, | |
| Cos today' s like yesterday I guess tomorrow will do, | |
| Life is a road, full of turnoffs, short sprints and long runs, | |
| We' ll deal with it as it comes, | |
| If I lose my way I' ll follow you, | |
| Cos today' s like yesterday I guess tomorrow will do. | |
| Verse Two Suffa | |
| I' ve been an out and out loudmouth since my youth, | |
| I' m generous with words but selfish with the truth, | |
| I' d never say some things on my mind anyway, | |
| Cos ideas are like cars, they get stolen everyday, | |
| And when I do speak women call me a creep, | |
| Ladies chivalry' s not dead it' s on the couch where you made it sleep, | |
| I get deep without the meaningful, | |
| Mimed a rhyme to a blind man, he said ' Boy now I' ve seen it all', | |
| The worlds an ugly place filled with beautiful women, | |
| And people, who love music but lack suitable rhythm, | |
| What a computer will give them an instrument won' t, | |
| It' s called hip hop, guess what we' re the industry joke, | |
| But hip hop followers, follow us till your sorrow is gone, | |
| And be strong cos tomorrow it' s on, | |
| We ain' t no beat nick, weak trip, kids on the sneak tip, | |
| We spit deep shit all of life' secrets. | |
| Chorus | |
| Life is a road, full of turnoffs, short sprints and long runs, | |
| We' ll deal with it as it comes, | |
| If I lose my way I' ll follow you, | |
| Cos today' s like yesterday I guess tomorrow will do, | |
| Life is a road, full of turnoffs, short sprints and long runs, | |
| We' ll deal with it as it comes, | |
| If I lose my way I' ll follow you, | |
| Cos today' s like yesterday I guess tomorrow will do. | |
| Chorus | |
| Life is a road, full of turnoffs, short sprints and long runs, | |
| We' ll deal with it as it comes, | |
| If I lose my way I' ll follow you, | |
| Cos today' s like yesterday I guess tomorrow will do, | |
| Life is a road, full of turnoffs, short sprints and long runs, | |
| We' ll deal with it as it comes, | |
| If I lose my way I' ll follow you, | |
| Cos today' s like yesterday I guess tomorrow will do. |
| Verse One Pressure | |
| Be careful what you wish for be cautious what you seek, | |
| Women are like opportunities grasp them when they' re in reach, | |
| All that glitters is gold, and sold for green locally, | |
| Life' s a blind struggle that' s why fate keeps tripping over me, | |
| With fines, debts and warrants trust me when I say they serve you, | |
| What you don' t know can' t hurt you so not knowing you' s a virtue, | |
| It' s a fast food world I fear that I' m a die gluttoning, | |
| But life is like John Howard, too short to waste time worrying, | |
| I moved from my parentals, used to lose it in the mental, | |
| Now I' m using my potential, for bruising instrumentals, | |
| I' m a bad natured human, bound to stagnate in ruin, | |
| Till these man made delusions catch a bad case of bruising, | |
| We' re all drunk philosophers so give it time now, | |
| There' s a fine line between a smile and a frown, Yeah? It' s called an eyebrow, | |
| If measurement of ones worth was one word of testament, | |
| I' m done keeping it real I keep it relevant. | |
| Chorus | |
| Life is a road, full of turnoffs, short sprints and long runs, | |
| We' ll deal with it as it comes, | |
| If I lose my way I' ll follow you, | |
| Cos today' s like yesterday I guess tomorrow will do, | |
| Life is a road, full of turnoffs, short sprints and long runs, | |
| We' ll deal with it as it comes, | |
| If I lose my way I' ll follow you, | |
| Cos today' s like yesterday I guess tomorrow will do. | |
| Verse Two Suffa | |
| I' ve been an out and out loudmouth since my youth, | |
| I' m generous with words but selfish with the truth, | |
| I' d never say some things on my mind anyway, | |
| Cos ideas are like cars, they get stolen everyday, | |
| And when I do speak women call me a creep, | |
| Ladies chivalry' s not dead it' s on the couch where you made it sleep, | |
| I get deep without the meaningful, | |
| Mimed a rhyme to a blind man, he said ' Boy now I' ve seen it all', | |
| The worlds an ugly place filled with beautiful women, | |
| And people, who love music but lack suitable rhythm, | |
| What a computer will give them an instrument won' t, | |
| It' s called hip hop, guess what we' re the industry joke, | |
| But hip hop followers, follow us till your sorrow is gone, | |
| And be strong cos tomorrow it' s on, | |
| We ain' t no beat nick, weak trip, kids on the sneak tip, | |
| We spit deep shit all of life' secrets. | |
| Chorus | |
| Life is a road, full of turnoffs, short sprints and long runs, | |
| We' ll deal with it as it comes, | |
| If I lose my way I' ll follow you, | |
| Cos today' s like yesterday I guess tomorrow will do, | |
| Life is a road, full of turnoffs, short sprints and long runs, | |
| We' ll deal with it as it comes, | |
| If I lose my way I' ll follow you, | |
| Cos today' s like yesterday I guess tomorrow will do. | |
| Chorus | |
| Life is a road, full of turnoffs, short sprints and long runs, | |
| We' ll deal with it as it comes, | |
| If I lose my way I' ll follow you, | |
| Cos today' s like yesterday I guess tomorrow will do, | |
| Life is a road, full of turnoffs, short sprints and long runs, | |
| We' ll deal with it as it comes, | |
| If I lose my way I' ll follow you, | |
| Cos today' s like yesterday I guess tomorrow will do. |
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