In tomorrow I see no promise

and yesterday was like today



Woke up, got up, near eleven o'clock

butt naked except I was wearing my socks

and that's cool, 'cause most the time this floor is cold

stand up and stretch look around this mess

my place has been a cage since she left me

make my way to the kitchen, start the coffee

then dip to the bathroom, begin the triple-s

and wash the previous evening off me

now out the shower, get dry, shove a q-tip in my ear

well, what do we have here?

it appears as if a piece of me has got motivation

ain't nothin' wrong with a little morning masturbation

fresh, dressed like fifty cents

clean and awake now I'm ready to commence

spark up the caffeine and nicotine binge

and that's pretty much the pattern of how the day begins

and I write for an hour, maybe half hour more

then put on my shoes and grab my key for the door

put my headphones on for this world I ignore

trek 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 around

then I'm out, destination uptown

in the summertime the women wear a lot of skin

and if I sit in one spot I can take 'em all in

sometimes I even talk, to see if I can make one grin

if not, yo, it's cool I ain't gonna take it personally

from Anne Landers, to Ani DiFranco to Orphan Annie

I love all women, but most of them just can't stand me

I don't know, maybe it's my hair or my clothes

"...or maybe she noticed that you was diggin in you're nose..."

either way it's okay, I wasn't tryin' to get laid

I 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 store

to check the titles, that my man Michael's got me lookin' for

my visit was short, 'cause I just couldn't feel

that cat behind the counter actin' like I'm here to steal

so I dipped back out into a cloud of tattoos

pierced body parts and colorful hairdos

and I questioned, did Babylon resemble this?

are we getting any closer to the end of the list?

a sensuous kiss, placed on apoco-lips

we teach them how to make a fist, but not to resist

and I'm wondering how'd we find this position

but people are people and I still love 'em, especially the women

onwards to the coffee shop, maybe Muddies for a refill and some 

sociological studies

see the junkies, while they co-exist with the sobers

all the bugging of eyeballs, the shrugging of shoulders

and that's when I saw her, sippin' on water

I wanna kiss her mom just for having this daughter

excuse me miss, I don't mean to come across strong

but I've been waitin' a while and you've been taking too long

and she smiled and I began to blush

she asked if I'd like to go to the bathroom and make some love

and I got visions of us, and the mirror getting steamed

and that's the very moment I woke up from the dream



Woke up, got up, near eleven o'clock

butt naked except I was wearing my socks

and that's cool, 'cause most the time this floor is cold

stand up and stretch and look for my soul



In tomorrow I see no promise

and yesterday was like today



In tomorrow I see no promise

and yesterday was like today



In tomorrow I see no promise

and yesterday was like today



In tomorrow I see no promise

and yesterday was like today