[SAM, spoken]
Fifty grand? Come to Mammy!

[FLY, spoken]
Hold it! There's a little job to be done before we divvy up the boodle. 

[GANG MEMBER 1, spoken]
What kind of job?

[FLY, spoken]
Mister Bill Cracker. 

[GANG MEMBER 2, spoken]
That's right. Why didn't he show?

[FLY, spoken]
Mr. Cracker was preoccupied with affairs of the heart. So he let our fifty grand slip his mind while a Salvation Army lassie sang him an anthem or two. Sam, keep your paws off. Nobody gets a cent of that 'til Bill is out of the way

[GANG MEMBER 1, spoken]
Well, the money means nothing. Either we get him tonight or we have a one-way ticket to hell tomorrow

[FLY, spoken]
Just take care of business tonight. Tomorrow can take care of itself. Tomorrow, huh. 
(sung)
You guys may not be inclined to worry if I burn in Hell
If a chicken soaked in wine will cook to medium or well
If a chicken soaked in wine will cook to medium or well
You guys may not be inclined to worry if I burn in Hell
Get this straight:
That's a problem for tomorrow
I don't need to borrow sorrow
Tomorrow's nothing, to be blunt
You can shove it where you want!
Tips on tomorrow never pay
Tomorrow you'll regret what you did today
And soon enough you'll burn for it as well
So who gives a hoot in Hell?
(spoken)
Shove tomorrow where you want!
(sung)
Now I bet you guys are thinking I want you to be concerned
Catch me when you see me sinking, save me so I don't get burned
Catch me when you see me sinking, save me so I don't get burned
Yeah, I bet you guys are thinking I want you to be concerned
Get this straight:
I'll take care of that tomorrow
You don't need to borrow sorrow
Tomorrow's nothing, to be blunt
You can shove it where you want!
Tips on tomorrow never pay
Tomorrow you'll regret what you did today
And soon enough you'll burn for it as well
So who gives a hoot in Hell?
(spoken)
Shove tomorrow where you want!

[GANG MEMBER 2, spoken]
Don't worry, Fly. We'll get him for you. 

[FLY, spoken]
Thanks, boys. I don't know what this gang's coming to. The Governor gone and Bill pulling these crazy stunts behind my back. You boys are all I've got. I don't want to see this operation fall apart. The gang's meant everything to me since my man disappeared five years ago. 

What am I getting so sentimental about? If I'm not careful I'll be the next one into the church. Cut the stall and get out there and find that Sacred Heart bastard!
(sung)
When they count my sins in Heaven, then I'll get to know my luck
Is it furnace number seven or a harp for me to pluck?
Is it furnace number seven or a harp for me to pluck?
When they count my sins in Heaven, then I'll get to know my luck
Got that straight?
Like I said, I'll know tomorrow
I don't need to borrow sorrow
Tomorrow's nothing, to be blunt
You can shove it where you want!
Tips on tomorrow never pay
Tomorrow you'll regret what you did today
And soon enough you'll burn for it as well
So who gives a hoot in Hell?
(spoken)
Shove tomorrow where you want!