Galactic Cowboys Tomorrow Lyrics

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

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

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

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

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

You move 'em in and move 'em out like they were cattle
Burn a brand into their hide
With all apologies to L.A. and Seattle
Cloning is artistic suicide
The Horse That Bud Bought Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Tilt-A-Whirl
  • 2 Evil Twin
  • 3 Oregon
  • 4 The Buzz
  • 5 Tomorrow
  • 6 Ribbon
  • 7 Breakthrough
  • 8 Bound
  • 9 Media Slant
  • 10 Mona Lisa
  • 11 I Can't Wait
  • 12 Trip On Love
  • 13 You've Changed
  • 14 My Life


  • Written by: Marc Antoine Vouilloux
    Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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