Johnny had a new plan
Time to be his own man
Knew that things would work out ok
Mostly optimistic
Not hung up by logistics
He does the job before he gets paid
He gets up, he gets down
Hopin' that the word gets around
It’s abstract, that’s ok
We’ll learn a little more everyday
And if the rain don’t come tomorrow
It’ll come someday
Bindi had it sideways
Set up by the highway
Wondering if the pieces were straight
But nobody was stoppin'
The chorus wasn’t poppin'
Even though the verses were great
She got up, she got down
Hopin' that the word got around
Was abstract, that’s ok
She’ll use it as a window display
And if the rain don’t come tomorrow
It’ll come someday
Clovis was the real deal
Played it with old feel
Seems like that should be all it takes
But with so much stimulation
And empty simulation
Authenticity looks fake
We get up, we get down
Hopin' that the word gets around
It’s abstract, that’s ok
We’ll learn a little more everyday
And if the rain don’t come tomorrow
And your story is a shade of grey, remember
That if the rain don’t come tomorrow
It’ll come someday