I've been spending tons but I ain't earning much

I've been leaning on old habits like a crutch
While their welcome's overstayed, they will soon be on their way
Because tomorrow has no room for yesterday

I've been holding on to heartache with a sponge
I've been drinking like a fish long before lunch
While I'm gone on holiday, I'll toast to one last bonne soirée
Because tomorrow has no room for yesterday

We'll be rolling up our sleeves, oh how we'll toil in the sand
We'll be learning how to fry fish without oil in the pan

Now the lean time's coming fast around the bend
Gotta load up on the good stuff and pretend
There's just a few more hours to play, before the tyrants get their way
They'll say tomorrow has no room for yesterday

Get your kicks whilst you can sway, watch the clear blue turn to grey
See how tomorrow has no room for yesterday

We'll be sweating over hot coals like our granddads did before
We'll be painting the town red without us stepping out the door

I'll keep carrying the torch for connoisseurs
Swilling sturgeon caviar on my front porch
If the neighbors are dismayed, I'll put down my spoon and pray
“Let's hope tomorrow has no room for yesterday”

When the party's over, let's pour one more round
Come the morning we'll be six feet underground
If our welcome's overstayed, we will soon be on our way
Because tomorrow has room for yesterday
Because tomorrow has room for yesterday