Future Pop
I woke seven minutes
Before my alarm clock
And I ask myself
What happened last night on the floor?
I went to a gig
To play with my band
But then I understood
No one really likes that stuff
Tomorrow, tomorrow
Is the answer
Tomorrow, tomorrow
To the question
Tomorrow, tomorrow
Is the answer
Tomorrow, tomorrow
We have to face it
What did, did you expect
From all these people
Your notes feel like
An accident
Future Pop is coming near
And I don't know how to hide
I met new people
After our show
None of them
Asked my name
I felt like a weirdo
Didn't know how to react
One thing for sure
They hated my music act
Uncertain, uncertain
Is the future
Uncertain, uncertain
For all the boys
Uncertain, uncertain
And all the girls
Uncertain, uncertain
We have to face it
It's true, it's true
They don't want us
It's true, it's true
For no reason
It's true, it's true
They can't hurt us
We have to face it
What did, did you expect
For this little weirdo
His taste is so
Awful
Future Pop is coming near
And I don't know how to hide
Autor(es): Odysseas Tziritas