The Look out Is Out - Vladimir Cosma & Richard Sanderson

Look out, here comes tomorrow That's when I'll have to choose How I wish I could borrow Someone else's shoes Mary, oh what a sweet girl Lips like strawberry pie Sandra, the long hair and pigtails Can't make up my mind I see all kinds of sorrow Wish I only loved one Look out, here comes tomorrow Oh, how I wish tomorrow would never come Told them both that I loved them Said it, and it was true But I can't have both of them Don't know what to do I see all kinds of sorrow Wish I only loved one Look out, here comes tomorrow Oh, how I wish tomorrow would never come Mary, I love you Sandra, I love you Well I see all kinds of sorrow Wish I only loved one Look out, here comes tomorrow Oh, how I wish tomorrow would never come I love you Darling, I love you

Well, look out Sunshine here they go They've got yesterday's heroes in last nights clothes You're a game old boy judging by the way you walk Well, there's no use telling me to leave I've seen a half a dozen ghosts, but I don't believe I'm a cynical cunt and I'm much too lazy to change And tell my friends I'll be around Getting nowhere sleeping somewhere With a girl I dreamed, oh, yeah And sing that old song, how does it go? Look out Sunshine here's the punch line No one gets you anymore Well, look out Sunshine here they come But they only play for money you better not run It's the sell out show that no one wants to go to, yeah Well there's none so blind as them that don't agree They steal the money from you're pockets almost viciously You're a sane old boy and you're much to crazy to change And tell my friends I'll be around Getting nowhere sleeping somewhere With a girl I dreamed, oh, yeah And sing that old song, how does it go? Look out Sunshine here's the punch line No one gets you anymore But what do you mean? You were born to love this scene And they would string you up gladly They knew just how lazy you'd be I tell my friends I'll be around I tell my friends I'll be around Getting nowhere sleeping somewhere With a girl I dreamed, oh, yeah And sing that old song, how does it go? Look out Sunshine here's the punch line No one gets you any No one needs you any No one gets you anymore

And so the outside, it bashes us in Bashes us about a bit Feel it tugging you, ploughing you flat Then feel it filling your sails And warm on your back Ooh And blessed are those who see and are silent Blessed are those who see and are silent Blessed are those who see and are silent Blessed are those who see So won't you hoist up the bucket now, Charlie? Hoosh it all over the deck 'Cause we've been getting most mightily filthy Mud marks up to our necks Ooh And they did unfold and the wind it did feel them And they did unfold and the wind it did feel them And they did unfold and the wind it did feel them And they did unfold and the wind And so the outside, it bashes us in Bashes us about a bit Feel it tugging you, ploughing you flat Then feel it filling your sails And warm on your back Thanks very much everyone, see you later