Tomorrow Never Comes

Heaven help us, we've lost control

This should be our finest hour

But we're racing towards the end of days

Pulling back from the brink despite our best efforts

The volume increases and the beat goes on

All the players marching to a different drum

The rhythm of the war dance

The beat goes on

What will become of us?

If there's no one to watch over us?

If we should face the certainty of our destruction

Forfeiting everything

Pointless cries

futile dreams

There'll be no laughter

There'll be no tears

When tomorrow never comes

This isn't a game

Turn the safety off

Still we want more, so the beat gets faster

Everyone must play cause fame will find you

Put your face on the cover of a loaded magazine

We're proud of ourselves

Our greatest inventions, methods of killing, have reached perfection

All the players marching to a different drum

The rhythm of the war dance

And the beat goes on

What will become of us?

If there's no one to watch over us?

If we should face the certainty of our destruction

Forfeiting everything

Pointless cries

futile dreams

There'll be no laughter

There'll be no tears

When tomorrow never comes

As the warning sirens sound

And the world is at an end

Render unto night

Creations torn asunder

What will become of us?

Is there no one to watch over us?

There'll be no laughter

There'll be no tears

When tomorrow never comes