Tomorrow

It's twelve o'clock and it's too wonderful day

I know you hate me but I'll escape

Won't you come with me to the place in a little town

The only way to get there is to go straight down

There's no bathroom, there is no sink The water's out of depth, it's buried

Hard to drink, very hard to drink You wait 'til tomorrow, wait 'til tomorrow

you say this money isn't everything but I'd like to see you live without it

you think you can keep on going living like a king

Who made butter strong without it?

Very hard to drink

Very hard to drink

You've got the way too, fat boy, fat boy

Wait until tomorrow

You've got no way to, fat boy, fat boy, wait until tomorrow, until tomorrow, until tomorrow.

You've got no way to, fat boy, fat boy, wait until tomorrow, until tomorrow.

You've got no way until Fatboy, Fatboy, way until tomorrow