I look out my window to a blinding bright light
Enola passes passes by
Tomorrow tomorrow
A look at tomorrow
Hysterical men women and children
Run in search of their families
I look out of my window to a blinding bright light
Enola passes passes by
Skin is she'd like that of snakes
But itÃs not the work of mother nature [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/d/discharge/a_look_at_tomorrow.html ]
