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TomorrowTomorrowTomorrow 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 scoreI won't take no for an answer I was born to be a dancer now, Yeah! photo Tomorrow Tomorrow, as they say Another working day and another choreTomorrow An awful price to pay I gave up yesterday But they still want moreThey are bound to compare me To Fred Astaire when I'm done yeahAnyone who feels the rhythm Movin' through em Knows it's gonna do em good To let the music burst outWhen you feel assured Let the people know it Let the laughter loose Until your scream Becomes a love-shout, ah, yeahTomorrow Tomorrow's far away Tomorrow, as they say, Is reserved for dreamsTomorrow Tomorrow's looking grey A playground always locked Trains no winning teamsWon't take no for an answer I was born to be a dancer now, yeahAnyone who feels the rhythm through em Knows it's gonna do em good To let the music burst outWhen you feel assured Let the people know it. Let your laughter loose Until your scream becomes a love shout Aaaaah |