Well, tomorrow is just a dream away Oh tomorrow Think of tomorrow Well, tomorrow is just a dream away Oh tomorrow Think of tomorrow Bible thumping madmen run the world And I know that's not gonna change It's a more or less shitty world But look at Alice over there with dark sunglasses Moving slow and sweet as molasses I want to be with her on the primrose hill Tomorrow, I think I will Well, tomorrow is just a dream away Oh tomorrow Think of tomorrow Well, tomorrow is just a dream away Oh tomorrow Think of tomorrow Fanatical imperialists abound I know nothin' much has changed It's still a more or less violent prairie town But look at Alice over there exchanging words With anonymous birds Watch them flocking to her window sill Tomorrow, I think I will Oh, tomorrow is just a dream away Oh tomorrow Think of tomorrow Well, tomorrow is just a dream away Oh tomorrow Think of tomorrow