Everybody wants to tell a story
But no one's got a thing to say
Everybody's scared of saying nothing
How else would they prove that they're here today
And gone tomorrow
Not much pain and not much sorrow
Gone tomorrow, but here today
Not much skill, not much pain
My friend Tommy, he does origami
Forever in morning shade
His girl Tricia, ooh, she's gonna hit you
With a blazing hot beam from a laser ray
Gone, gone tomorrow
Some might steal and some might borrow
Gone tomorrow, but here today
Not much skill, not much pain
Ayyy
Ayyy
Ayyy
