Tomorrow (sung By Annie, From Hell) Lyrics - Song Parodies

The sun'll be gone tomorrow 

Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow 

There'll be pain 

Just thinkin' about tomorrow 

Brings to mind the wailing and the sorrow, 

Of hell's reign 

When I'm stuck in a pot 

That's hot and lonely 

I just pick up my chin 

And skin, and say, no... 

The sun'll be gone tomorrow 

So you got to bleed on till' tomorrow, 

For all time!