Luyện nghe bài hát Tomorrow

I tried to you but you were gone
Way too busy the labels on
Deciding who will in the talent pool- and what is cool

Cultivating more
Overly concerned what not to be
Trendy little fashions that the eye- you'll televise

Whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do it's over?
I just don't fit into the
You're so hip you me sick
gonna do tomorrow?

Pay no to quality
Churning out the pap like a
The only standard is how ya not what is real

You never a word that I said
convinced that the sound was dead
Creating categories that fit the condition minds

You move 'em in and move 'em out like were cattle
Burn a brand into hide
With all to L.A. and Seattle
Cloning is artistic