Cold Chisel

Into the nightside, the city rolls
Rivers of light, a million souls
Im three days out of Parramatta jail
City of hearts is out of control
Newspaper men are using my name
They hold the power, I hold the blame
An I know no love runs deep enough to hide you
When military minds are closing in
I dont wanna know about tomorrow
I dont wanna know about tomorrow
I dont wanna know about tomorrow
Oh no
All last week, I was clutching at straws
Facing the future, forcing the doors
I got death in the hour, life on the run
Or twenty more years under the gun
Theres an eighty dollar hooker
Shes asleep on the bed
TV weathers on
But the sound is dead
Out in the shadows
Theyve got us in their sights
But I dont wanna know about tomorrow
She set me free tonight
[ Tomorrow Lyrics ]