Portugal. The Man - Tomorrow

You’re feeling tired, I know three’s a crowd But if I bring along a friend it’ll be fine for now Man, I can’t help it, I’m just always in the middle Read the bible in the evening, hang with demons on the weekend After you, I don’t know what I believe in After you, Hell should be easy After you, I don’t know what I believe in After you, Hell should be easier (Gotta, gotta, gotta get out if you wanna get it) Follow that little red bouncing ball As it bounced 'round the galaxy came back to us all The little bit he learned about outer space is It’s gotta destroy before it creates After you, I don’t know what I believe in After you, Hell should be easy After you, I don’t know what I believe in After you, Hell would be easier Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh I’m the golden baby born into the center Mother was a gun and I fed nature to the beggars Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Always talking but the kids never listen They die in the evening, become demons for the weekend After you, I don’t know what I believe in After you, Hell should be easy After you, I don’t know what I believe in After you, Hell would be easier Tides that take the sand I’m atomic man I’m the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand I’m atomic man I’m the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand I’m atomic man I’m the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand I’m atomic man I’m the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand I’m atomic man I’m the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand I’m atomic man I’m the moon that pulls the tides that take the sand