It strikes you low (this underground tornado)
Then like a rocket shoots up in the sky
Your problems just don't seem like they're easy
Nothing happens like it does on TV

You can't change the past
But you can ruin the day
Worrying 'bout the future
And the coming rain

Why do you want to be a slave to the fears inside?
Why not wait 'til the problem arrives?

A man sits, pistol in his hand
He's so afraid of the things he can't
Do a thing about now -- tomorrow is approaching, he would
Do anything he can 'cause the walls are caving in.

Yeah, yeah you gotta wait to worry
Yeah, yeah, hey man, what's the hurry?
Tomorrow will come, play and take it easy,
Yeah, yeah I say, you gotta wait to worry

It struck you low (like an underground tornado)
And then that rocket shot up in the sky
Your problems just don't seem like they're easy
You wish things happened like they do on TV

Yeah, yeah you gotta wait to worry
Yeah, yeah, hey man, what's the hurry?
Tomorrow will come, play and take it easy,
Yeah, yeah I say, you gotta wait to worry

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