Lyrics

Children of Tomorrow

Well, I'm looking at the news ads, clothes and food
Trying to decide just what to do
With the money, that's coming my way
Should I spend it tomorrow
Or save it for a rainy day.

But the children of tomorrow got the lowdown blues
They got no hope, got no news about their future
Mr Trouble, he's got 'em bad
He's got 'em where he wants 'em
Their questions makes 'em feel so sad.

Driving down the highway in my Subaru
Worried 'bout my dinner, what to do
Fish or chicken, what am I to eat
How my gonna fix it
How my gonna cook that meat.

But the children of tomorrow got the lowdown blues
They got no hope, got no news about their future
Mr Trouble, he's got 'em bad
He's got 'em where he wants 'em
No answers make 'em feel so sad.

Lots of troubles plague me, that's for sure
So much to wonder, too much to know
But I'm lucky, I've got the means to say
Lookout Mr. Trouble, best not get in my way.

But the children of tomorrow got the lowdown blues
They got no hope, got no news about their future
Mr Trouble, he's got 'em bad
He's got 'em where he wants 'em
Not knowing makes 'em feel so sad

But the children of tomorrow got the lowdown blues
They got no hope, got no news about their future
Mr Trouble, he's got 'em bad
He's got 'em where he wants 'em
Not knowing makes 'em feel so sad

He's got em where he wants 'em
Not knowing makes me feel so sad
© Kevin Worley