Tomorrow

(альбом: But Seriously Folks... - 1978)

Tomorrow, making a list of things to do
And when I wake up, uh uh uh oh
Gonna cross off a few

There must be millions of reasons
To try and explain, you're never through
When they give you twenty-four hours
Only so much a man can do

Tomorrow, made up my mind
Gonna get busy, come from behind
Today I'm staying right where I am
Break a few rules, make a few plans

There's thousand of things
To keep you from doing what you wanna do
And if it isn't this then it's that
Back where it's at, and you're never through

There must be millions of reasons
Thousands of things, just to name a few
I'm gonna spend the rest of today
Making a list of things to do

But I'll do 'em all tomorrow, uh uh uh oh
Tomorrow, uh uh uh oh
It can wait until tomorrow