Do It Tomorrow
Dark satirical groove progressive metal. Fuzzy banjo, fuzzy cello, moog bass, Heavy fuzzy riffs, punchy rhythms, self-deprecating and frustrated male vocals with raw delivery. Dark humor about procrastination, laziness and self-sabotage. Dynamic structure with heavy verses and big catchy choruses.
Do It Tomorrow
Dark satirical groove progressive metal. Fuzzy banjo, fuzzy cello, moog bass, Heavy fuzzy riffs, punchy rhythms, self-deprecating and frustrated male vocals with raw delivery. Dark humor about procrastination, laziness and self-sabotage. Dynamic structure with heavy verses and big catchy choruses.
Lyrics
**Do It Tomorrow**
Intro – heavy groovy riff
Why do today… what you can fuck up tomorrow…
Verse 1
Alarm goes off, I hit snooze for the ninth time
Dreaming about success while wasting my prime
Laundry mountain growing, dishes in the sink
"I'll handle it later" is my life’s only link
Pre-Chorus
Deadlines laughing, opportunities die
I tell myself daily: “Relax, there’s time”
Chorus
Do it tomorrow! Why suffer today?
The world’s going to hell anyway!
Do it tomorrow! Just one more delay!
I’ll fix my whole life… some other day!
Procrastination! My only true friend
We’ll ride to the graveyard together in the end!
Verse 2
Bills on the table, they’re turning to dust
“I’ll pay next week” — that’s what I always trust
Gym membership paid but I never go
My six-pack is hiding under Domino’s
Pre-Chorus
I got big plans written down in my notes
But they’re stuck between memes and funny cat quotes
Chorus
Do it tomorrow! Why suffer today?
The apocalypse comes anyway!
Do it tomorrow! Just hit snooze again!
Success is for losers who start right now, my friend!
Bridge – half-time, sarcastic
One day I’ll be great…
One day I’ll be disciplined…
One day I’ll be anything…
Just not today, man. I’m tired.
Breakdown – crushing
TOMORROW!
TOMORROW!
ALWAYS TOMORROW!
NEVER TODAY!
I’LL START MONDAY!
I SWEAR THIS TIME!
Final Chorus – desperate and heavy
Do it tomorrow! That’s what I said last year
Now I’m 60 and drowning in fear
Do it tomorrow! The lie that I sell
While my dreams rot away in personal hell!
Outro – slow, defeated
I’ll do it tomorrow…
Yeah… tomorrow…
…fuck.