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At the starting of the week At summit talks you’ll hear them speak It’s only Monday Negotiations breaking down See those leaders start to frown It’s sword and gun day
Tomorrow never comes until it’s too late
You could be sitting taking lunch The news will hit you like a punch It’s only Tuesday You never thought we’d go to war After all the things we saw It’s April Fools’ day
Tomorrow never comes until it’s too late Tomorrow never comes until it’s too late
We'll all go running underground and we'll be listening for the sound Its only Wednesday In your shelter dimly lit Take some wool and learn to knit Cos its a long day
Tomorrow never comes until it’s too late
You hear a whistling overhead Are you alive or are you dead? It’s only Thursday You feel a shaking on the ground A billion candles burn around Is it your birthday?
Tomorrow never comes until it’s too late Tomorrow never comes until it’s too late
Although that shelter is your home A living space you've made your own It's only Friday As you come out to the light Can your eyes behold the sight It must be doomsday
Tomorrow never comes until it’s too late
Aint it funny how men think Thet made the bomb, they are extinct Its only Saturday
I think tomorrow come I think its too late
Tomorrow never comes until it’s too late
You could be sitting taking lunch The news will hit you like a punch It’s only Tuesday You never thought we’d go to war After all the things we saw It’s April Fools’ day
Tomorrow never comes until it’s too late Tomorrow never comes until it’s too late
We'll all go running underground and we'll be listening for the sound Its only Wednesday In your shelter dimly lit Take some wool and learn to knit Cos its a long day
Tomorrow never comes until it’s too late
You hear a whistling overhead Are you alive or are you dead? It’s only Thursday You feel a shaking on the ground A billion candles burn around Is it your birthday?
Tomorrow never comes until it’s too late Tomorrow never comes until it’s too late
Although that shelter is your home A living space you've made your own It's only Friday As you come out to the light Can your eyes behold the sight It must be doomsday
Tomorrow never comes until it’s too late
Aint it funny how men think Thet made the bomb, they are extinct Its only Saturday
I think tomorrow come I think its too late