Into the nightside, the city rolls 
Rivers of light, a million souls 
I'm three days out of 
Parramatta jail 
City of hearts is out of control 
Newspaper men are using my name 
They hold the power, 
I hold the blame 
An' I know no love runs deep enough to hide you 
When military minds are closing in 
I don't wanna know about tomorrow 
I don't wanna know about tomorrow 
I don't wanna know about tomorrow 
Oh no All last week, 
I was clutching at straws 
Facing the future, forcing the doors 
I got death in the hour, life on the run 
Or twenty more years under the gun 
There's an eighty dollar hooker 
She's asleep on the bed 
TV weather's on 
But the sound is dead 
Out in the shadows 
They've got us in their sights 
But I don't wanna know about tomorrow 
She set me free tonight