She could break up with me today.
And tomorrow would come.
I'd be sad,
She'd be glad,
And the sun would rise tomorrow.
They could fail me out today.
And tomorrow would come.
I'd be mad,
Because I'd been had,
And the sun would rise tomorrow.
He could evict me today.
And tomorrow would come.
She'd feel bad,
He'd feel rad,
And the sun would rise tomorrow.
They could all abandon me today.
And tomorrow would come.
Someone would start a fad,
I'd wear plaid,
And the sun would rise tomorrow.
I could take my life away today.
And tomorrow would come.
Some would be sad.
Some would be glad.
Some would be mad.
Some would feel had.
Some would feel bad.
Some would feel rad.
Some would start a fad.
Someone would wear plaid.
And the sun would rise tomorrow.
But don't worry yourself my dear,
I have no intention of leaving here.
For you see,
The sun will rise tomorrow,
And when it does,
I'll be there,
Flipping it off.
I will continue to be there,
Until the day far from now,
When the fates decide I need a jaunt to the eternal.
And as I step before whoever it is up there,
I can smile and say,
"You can damn me to Hell,
You can put me into Heaven,
You can reincarnate me.
You can do whatever you want.
But the sun will rise tomorrow, I'll flip it off, and someone will wear
plaid."