Atmosphere: Like today

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 and 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 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