Tomorrow, I'll feel fine It's yesterday that took my breath away Flyin' off the handle Finally sweepin' down the avenue God's up in his Heaven And the Devil's on Bonnie Raitt But there seems to be no room for us
So choose your poison, It's up to you I recommend you think about it long and hard 'cause the words can get thick inside (?) Dark and tangled and petrified And you wandered through the endless night And never see the light of day
Let's turn the record over Your life's a pleasant valley Moonlight drives the gods in the sun His shadow stays behind you Graceful as a dancer in a ballet