Tomorrow - Silverchair

It’s twelve o’clock, and it’s a wonderful day

I know you hate me, but I’ll ask anyway

Won’t you come with me, to a place in a little town

The only way to get there’s to go straight down

There’s no bathroom, and there is no sink

The water out of the tap is very, hard to drink

Very hard to drink

You, wait til tomorrow

You, wait til tomorrow

You say that 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

Ooh babe, but I strongly doubt it

Very hard to drink

Very hard to drink

You gonna wait til, fat boy

Fat boy, wait til tomorrow

You gonna wait til, fat boy

Fat boy, wait til tomorrow

You, wait til tomorrow

You, wait til tomorrow

You gonna wait til, fat boy

Fat boy, wait til tomorrow

You gonna wait til, fat boy

Fat boy, wait til tomorrow

Ohh, yeahh