(Difford/Tilbrook) 



There's no tomorrow   

When you feel sorrow,   

There's just the evening   

There's just the night,   

To drink the feelings   

Right out the ceiling   

There's no tomorrow, now there's tonight.   

There's no remembers   

There's no pretenders,   

There's just the weakness   

There's just the thought,   

So drink those troubles   

Through several doubles   

There's no tomorrow, 'cause life's too short.   



There's no expression   

There's no aggression,   

There's just the sadness   

There's just the pain   

So drink to mysteries,   

With one more whiskey   

There's no expression, I'm drunk again.   



There's no tomorrow   

When you feel hollow,   

There's just the barman   

To lend an ear   

So drink to lovers,   

If there are others   

There's no tomorrow, tomorrow's here.