Bugsy Malone - Tomorrow

Em Bm Em Bm Em Bm Em Bm Tomorrow , Tomorrow never comes Em Am Em Bm What kind of a fool, do they take me for? Em Bm Em Bm Tomorrow, a resting place for bums Em Am Em Bm A trap set in the slums, but I know the score A G Em Bm I won't take no for an answer, I was born to be a dancer now, Yeah! Em Bm Em Bm Tomorrow, tomorrow, as they say Em Am Em Bm Another working day and another chore Em Bm Em Bm Tomorrow, an awful price to pay Em Am Em Bm I gave up yesterday, but they still want more A G Em Bm They are bound to compare me, to Fred Astaire when I'm done A A Anyone who feels the rhythm, movin' through em A Em Bm Em Bm Knows it's gonna do em good to let the music burst out A A When you feel assured let the people know it A A Let your laughter loose until your scream B Becomes a love-shout, aah! Em Bm Em Bm Tomorrow, tomorrow's far away Em Am Em Bm Tomorrow, as they say, is reserved for dreams Em Bm Em Bm Tomorrow, tomorrow's looking grey Em Am Em Bm A playground always locked, trains no winning teams A G Em Bm Won't take no for an answer, I was born to be a dancer now A A Anyone who feels the rhythm, movin' through em A Em Bm Em Bm Knows it's gonna do em good to let the music burst out. A A When you feel assured let the people know it A A Let your laughter loose until your scream B Becomes a love-shout, aah!