Luyện nghe bài hát Tomorrow

I tried to call you but you gone
Way too stickin' the labels on
Deciding who will swim in the pool- and what is cool

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

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

Pay no attention to
Churning out the pap a factory
The only standard is how ya feel- not is real

You never heard a that I said
Totally convinced that the was dead
categories that fit the times- condition minds

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