The Next Day Songtext
von No Children

I look up on the shelve,
My chocolate starts to melt
Mother′s outside staring at,
My neighbor getting dressed

My father stinks, my dog is gone
I have no love of anyone,
The clock shows ten to eight
And here's still nothing on my plate

I′m staring to get bored,
I'm starting to get scared
I better go to bed,
Then see you next day.

The next day,
The next day,
The next day.

I wake up when my father walks
Just past my bedroom door,
He has trouble to go to sleep at night,
He wakes up with his snore.


I now understand the reason why
Girls run away from me,
They come inside my house and see,
The Adam's family...

I′m starting to get bored
I′m starting to get scared
I better go to bed,
See what's up next day.

I′m starting to get bored
I'm starting to get scared
I better go to bed,
Then see you next day.

The next day,
The next day,
The next day.

The next day,
The next day,
The next day,
The next day,

The next day,
The next day,
The next day,
The next day.