Today 4 U Songtext
von Jonathan Larson
Today 4 U Songtext
Look who I found
Enter Tom Collins
Computer genius, adjunct professor
And the undisputed coolest man to ever live in our apartment
He-hey
Bustelo, Marlboro
Banana by the bunch
A box of Captain Crunch will taste so good
And firewood
Look, it′s Santa Claus
Hold your applause
Oh, hi
"Oh, hi" after seven months?
Sorry
This boy could use some Stoli (woo)
Oh, holy night
You struck gold at MIT?
They expelled me for my theory of Actual Reality
Which I'll soon impart to the couch potatoes at New York University
Still haven′t left the house?
I was waiting for you, don't you know?
Well, tonight's the night
Come to the Life Cafe after Maureen′s show
No flow
Gentlemen, our benefactor on this Christmas Eve
Whose charity is only matched by talent, I believe
A new member of the Alphabet City avant-garde
Angel Dumott Schunard
Today for you
Tomorrow for me, ow!
Today for you
Tomorrow for me
And you should hear her beats
You earned that on the street?
It was my lucky day today on Avenue A (ow!)
When a lady in the limousine drove my way
She said, "Darling be a dear, haven′t slept in a year"
"I need your help to make my neighbor's yappy dog disappear"
"This Akita, Evita, just won′t shut up"
"I believe if you play nonstop, that pup"
"Will breathe its very last high strung breath"
"I'm certain that cur will bark itself to death"
Today for you
Tomorrow for me
Today for you
Tomorrow for me (ayy)
We agreed on a fee, a thousand dollar guarantee
Tax free and a bonus if I trim her tree
Now who could foretell that it would go so well?
But sure as I am here, that dog is now in doggy hell
After an hour, Evita in all her glory
On the window ledge of that 23rd story
Like Thelma and Louise did when they got the blues
Swan dove into the courtyard of the Gracie Mews
Today for you
Tomorrow for me
Today for you
Tomorrow for me (ayy)
Back on the street where I met my sweet
When he was moaning and groaning on the cold concrete
The nurse took him home for some Mercurochrome
And I dressed his wounds and got him back on his feet
Sing it!
Today for you (ayy)
Tomorrow for me
Today for you
Tomorrow for me (ow!)
I said today for you (ayy)
Tomorrow for me
Today for you
Tomorrow, oh woah, for me!
Enter Tom Collins
Computer genius, adjunct professor
And the undisputed coolest man to ever live in our apartment
He-hey
Bustelo, Marlboro
Banana by the bunch
A box of Captain Crunch will taste so good
And firewood
Look, it′s Santa Claus
Hold your applause
Oh, hi
"Oh, hi" after seven months?
Sorry
This boy could use some Stoli (woo)
Oh, holy night
You struck gold at MIT?
They expelled me for my theory of Actual Reality
Which I'll soon impart to the couch potatoes at New York University
Still haven′t left the house?
I was waiting for you, don't you know?
Well, tonight's the night
Come to the Life Cafe after Maureen′s show
No flow
Gentlemen, our benefactor on this Christmas Eve
Whose charity is only matched by talent, I believe
A new member of the Alphabet City avant-garde
Angel Dumott Schunard
Today for you
Tomorrow for me, ow!
Today for you
Tomorrow for me
And you should hear her beats
You earned that on the street?
It was my lucky day today on Avenue A (ow!)
When a lady in the limousine drove my way
She said, "Darling be a dear, haven′t slept in a year"
"I need your help to make my neighbor's yappy dog disappear"
"This Akita, Evita, just won′t shut up"
"I believe if you play nonstop, that pup"
"Will breathe its very last high strung breath"
"I'm certain that cur will bark itself to death"
Today for you
Tomorrow for me
Today for you
Tomorrow for me (ayy)
We agreed on a fee, a thousand dollar guarantee
Tax free and a bonus if I trim her tree
Now who could foretell that it would go so well?
But sure as I am here, that dog is now in doggy hell
After an hour, Evita in all her glory
On the window ledge of that 23rd story
Like Thelma and Louise did when they got the blues
Swan dove into the courtyard of the Gracie Mews
Today for you
Tomorrow for me
Today for you
Tomorrow for me (ayy)
Back on the street where I met my sweet
When he was moaning and groaning on the cold concrete
The nurse took him home for some Mercurochrome
And I dressed his wounds and got him back on his feet
Sing it!
Today for you (ayy)
Tomorrow for me
Today for you
Tomorrow for me (ow!)
I said today for you (ayy)
Tomorrow for me
Today for you
Tomorrow, oh woah, for me!
Writer(s): Jonathan D. Larson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
