Tomorrow And The Next Day

Walked for hours so I could think for a minute
This is a private road and I've got a speed limit
Drag me out of my bed 'cause I'm drowning in it
Pick up the clean slate and beat me to death with it
And if you scrub it hard enough it might shine
Shine, shine

Going over all the things you said
I'd carve you out of a tree
(To cut you out of my head)
And all of the peace keeping troops are dead
Of all my problems you're the best one yet, and
If you hate me then sign along the dotted line
Line, line
Line, line, line
Hey!

Let's go to heaven, that sounds like fun
Let's go scratch yellow paint from the sun
I know it's easier said than done
But I've got a funny feeling that everything is fine
Fine, fine
Fine, fine, fine