tomorrow
tomorrow never comes
what kind of a fool do they take me for
tomorrow
a resting place for bums
a trap set in the slums
but i know the score
i won`t take no for an answer
i was born to be a dancer now yeah
tomorrow
tomorrow as they say
another working day and another chore
tomorrow
an awful price to pay
i gave up yesterday and they still want more
they are bound to compare me
to Fred Astaire when i`m done yeah
anyone who feels the rythm moving through
knows it`s gonna do`em good to let the music burst out
when you feel it show it let the people know it
let your laughter loose until your scream becomes a loveshout
aahaaaahaaa
tomorrow