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 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

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