The snakes they can crawl and the cheetahs they can bawl

And their ghosts can wait for the hereafter

But if you are so proud as to say that's not allowed

We will get sick and choke ourselves with laughter

And the girlfriends that you knew to whom you promised to be true

Will have their sisters hanging from the rafters

And every dirty shade will rise rotting from its grave

Tomorrow will be just like the day after

Oh, and this bitter desert wind will come ripping through your skin

And everything that's calm will turn to madness

And all of your false tears will come whirling down the years

And what was kind and warm will turn to sadness

And the sun and the moon will come begging at your door

The stars will turn to rust and drop from the skies

And everybody soon will be asking you for more

And everybody will be telling lies

And the girlfriends that you knew to whom you promised to be true

Will have their sisters hanging from the rafters

And every dirty shade will rise rotting from its grave

Tomorrow will be just like the day after, yeah

By now the girlfriends that you knew to whom you promised to be true

Will have their sisters hanging from the rafters

And every dirty shade will rise rotting from its grave

Tomorrow will be just like the day after

Tomorrow will be just like the day after

Tomorrow will be just like the day after

Tomorrow, just like the day after