Clean Like Tomorrow

(álbum: hey Zeus! - 1993)

Life can be handsome, worn
And still be forlorn, still be forlorn
This lonely heart lies in the doorway
And pages torn, pages torn
And she works in a factory
There's no yearning
Like a woman scorned, a woman scorned

The days of disgrace and unwashed sorrow
I need a love, clean like tomorrow
I need a love, I need a love
I need a love, clean like tomorrow

Scrawl and scratch in the neighbor patch
Now drinking wine, drinking wine
In the moonlight trap, you pay rent to stand
In the earthquake line, in the earthquake line

I cannot see the men with no faces
They got the dirty minds
Yeah, they got their dirty minds

The days of disgrace and unwashed sorrow
I need a love, clean like tomorrow
I need a love, I need a love
I need a love, clean like tomorrow

I got the lotteries (lotteries), slot machines
It's a mean old mess. It's a mean old mess
Ten million hands, they are unemployed
They must fight, they must fight
Well, they always makes me laugh
I never cry, now, I, I don't know why

The days of disgrace and unwashed sorrow
I need a love, clean like tomorrow
I need a love, I need a love
I need a love, clean like tomorrow