Текст песни Atmosphere - Like Today
Atmosphere - Like Today слова песни
In tomorrow I see no promiseand yesterday was like todayWoke up, got up, near eleven o`clockbutt naked except I was wearing my socksand that`s cool, `cause most the time this floor is coldstand up and stretch look around this messmy place has been a cage since she left memake my way to the kitchen, start the coffeethen dip to the bathroom, begin the triple-sand wash the previous evening off menow out the shower, get dry, shove a q-tip in my earwell, what do we have here?it appears as if a piece of me has got motivationain`t nothin` wrong with a little morning masturbationfresh, dressed like fifty centsclean and awake now I`m ready to commencespark up the caffeine and nicotine bingeand that`s pretty much the pattern of how the day beginsand I write for an hour, maybe half hour morethen put on my shoes and grab my key for the doorput my headphones on for this world I ignoretrek down the street towards the record store"hey, bro - how you doing, anything new today?""nah man, how you been? it`s the same old same again"well, then I`ll be gone, friend, I`ll see you aroundand I`m out, destination uptownin the summertime the women wear a lot of skinand if I sit in one spot I can take `em all insometimes I even talk, to see if I can make one grinif not, yo, it`s cool I ain`t gonna take it personallyfrom Anne Landers, to Ani DiFranco to Orphan AnnieI love all women, but most of them just can`t stand meI don`t know, maybe it`s my hair or clothes"...or maybe she noticed that you was diggin in you`re nose..."either way it`s okay, I wasn`t tryin` to get laidI just wanted to say "I hope you have a great day"and then she stopped with a smile that began to blush"here, take my number, call me up, I`ll come over and make you lunch"I got up and headed down towards the book storeto check the titles, that my man Michael`s got me lookin` formy visit was short, `cause I just couldn`t feelthat cat behind the counter actin` like I`m here to stealso I dipped back out into a cloud of tattoospierced body parts and colorful hairdosand I questioned, did Babylon resemble this?are we getting any closer to the end of the list?a sensuous kiss, placed on apoco-lipswe teach them how to make a fist, but not to resistand I`m wondering how`d we find this positionbut people are people and I still love `em, especially the womenonwards to the coffee shop, maybe Muddies(?) for a refill and some sociological studiessee the junkies, while they co-exist with the sobersall the bugging of eyeballs, the shrugging of shouldersand that`s when I saw her, sippin` on waterI wanna kiss her mom just for having this daughterexcuse me miss, I don`t mean to come across strongbut I`ve been waitin` a while and you`ve been taking too longand she smiled and I began to blushshe asked if I`d like to go to the bathroom and make some loveand I got visions of us, and the mirror getting steamedand that`s the very moment I woke up from the dreamWoke up, got up, near eleven o`clockbutt naked except I was wearing my socksand that`s cool, `cause most the time this floor is coldstand up and stretch and look for my soulIn tomorrow I see no promiseand yesterday was like todayIn tomorrow I see no promiseand yesterday was like todayIn tomorrow I see no promiseand yesterday was like todayIn tomorrow I see no promiseand yesterday was like today