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VERSE 1
The early bird gets the worm, but it feeds it to it's master.
They sit and gaze, wasting days
Until it all turns to disaster.
Crooked vultures, trapped by their strings, cloud our once open skies
As the horizon starts to crumble,
Millions sit by.
CHORUS
What would you do?
If nothing ever changed,
If it all just stayed the same,
If tomorrow never came?
Do what they tell you,
Keep on living day to day,
The future's oh so far away,
Everything will be ok...
VERSE 2
Crowds of thousands gather round, yet most don't hear their call.
Kettled in like it's a sin
To think about the next day at all.
The birds overhead might as well be dead, for they live for their kings
Empires growing ever stronger
And millions sit by.
CHORUS
What would you do?
If nothing ever changed,
If it all just stayed the same,
If tomorrow never came?
Do what they tell you,
Keep on living day to day,
The future's oh so far away,
Everything will be ok...
But it wont.