I used to do shows about the town square Get on stage tell the mother fuckers there to Throw ya mother fucking hands in the air But the problem was, there was nobody there
Now you tell them to throw they mother fucking hands in the air And there ain't no mother fuckers even there You got zero mother fucking hands in the air
Went onstage in a mother fucking rage So damn frustrated wanna grab the twelve gauge And wash my mother fucking pain away Let it all run off in a rain of spray
But I know that you can't throw tomorrow away Just 'cause there's some sorrow today So uh, what the fuck else can I say
Fuck yesterday (x4) I ain't got time for the sorrow 'Cause its' dead and gone away Whatcha say
I got some time for today, got time for tomorrow But I ain't got no time for the sorrow So what ya say? Fuck yesterday (x6)
Now when you close your eyes at night What do you see Does it come and crawl up from your memories Does it make ya sweat, Does it make ya scream From your worst nightmares to your wildest dreams
Well I seen em all, demons big and small And I took them out and I beamed that ball And I saw that there was no problem now 'Cause I beat that bitch til he's down and out
So you're bound to shout about what your daddy did All that crap he hid inside that napikin Until the happiness turned to crappiness Now what you gonna do about that
Are you gonna pay it back Are you gonna stay in black Are you gonna stay the way you felt that day Or throw it all away and say
Fuck yesterday (x4) I ain't got time for the sorrow 'Cause its' dead and gone away Whatcha say
I got some time for today, got time for tomorrow But I ain't got no time for the sorrow So what ya say Fuck yesterday (x6)
Take every name I ever been called Put that shit in a box Do em all, true or false Pile it up to the top Til it overflows with rows and rows Of those words I know So well from the time before From a Catholic priest to a ten buck whore
For example, drug abuser, user, boozer who's a loser, used to be through the roof but, now the dude's a wanna be looter the oompa baloopma, label fired his ass like a luger Cut him out just like a tumor, nowadays he's just a rumor
Uncommitted, unfit to hit it, streets ain't with it, mc's the shit kid who coulda woulda shoulda did it, but didn't wimp, the gimp, the shrimp, the wannabe pimp The punk, the fag, the bitch, the cunt, the fake, the gat The snitch, the runt, don't hit just punt
Too kids, too middle class Too little ass, the shit'll pass Riddle the mass, they won't get it Why the fuck can't you just set it
And let it all hang out Just feel, be real and shout Well nonbelievers here's what I say I throw it all away and say
Fuck yesterday (x4) I ain't got time for the sorrow cause its' dead and gone away Whatcha say I got some time for today, got time for tomorrow But I ain't got no time for the sorrow So what ya say? Fuck yesterday (x6)
Like Jumpin Joe, Dimaggio, they dead and gone away
Fuck yesterday (x4) I ain't got time for the sorrow cause its' dead and gone away Whatcha say I got some time for today, got time for tomorrow But I ain't got no time for the sorrow So what ya say? Fuck yesterday (x6)
Fuck yesterday (x4) I ain't got time for the sorrow cause its' dead and gone away Whatcha say I got some time for today, got time for tomorrow But I ain't got no time for the sorrow So what ya say? Fuck yesterday (x6)
Fuck yesterday (x4) I ain't got time for the sorrow cause its' dead and gone away Whatcha say I got some time for today, got time for tomorrow But I ain't got no time for the sorrow So what ya say? Fuck yesterday (x6)
Fuck yesterday (x4) I ain't got time for the sorrow cause its' dead and gone away Whatcha say I got some time for today, got time for tomorrow But I ain't got no time for the sorrow So what ya say? Fuck yesterday (x6)
Fuck yesterday (x4) I ain't got time for the sorrow cause its' dead and gone away Whatcha say I got some time for today, got time for tomorrow But I ain't got no time for the sorrow So what ya say? Fuck yesterday (x6)
Fuck yesterday (x4) I ain't got time for the sorrow cause its' dead and gone away Whatcha say I got some time for today, got time for tomorrow But I ain't got no time for the sorrow