The snakes they can crawl and the cheetahs they can bawl   And their ghosts can wait for the hereafter   But if you are so proud as to say that's not allowed   We will get sick and choke ourselves with laughter      And the girlfriends that you knew to whom you promised to be true   Will have their sisters hanging from the rafters   And every dirty shade will rise rotting from its grave   Tomorrow will be just like the day after      Oh, and this bitter desert wind will come ripping through your skin   And everything that's calm will turn to madness   And all of your false tears will come whirling down the years   And what was kind and warm will turn to sadness      And the sun and the moon will come begging at your door   The stars will turn to rust and drop from the skies   And everybody soon will be asking you for more   And everybody will be telling lies      And the girlfriends that you knew to whom you promised to be true   Will have their sisters hanging from the rafters   And every dirty shade will rise rotting from its grave   Tomorrow will be just like the day after, yeah      By now the girlfriends that you knew to whom you promised to be true   Will have their sisters hanging from the rafters   And every dirty shade will rise rotting from its grave   Tomorrow will be just like the day after      Tomorrow will be just like the day after   Tomorrow will be just like the day after   Tomorrow, just like the day after