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