Mark   Enter Tom Collins, computer genius, teacher, vagabond   anarchist, who ran naked through the Parthenon.      Mark & Collins   Bustelo - Marlboro   Banana by the bunch   A box of Captain Crunch will taste so good      Collins   And firewood      Mark   Look - it's Santa Claus      Collins   Hold your applause      Roger   Oh hi      Collins   'Oh hi" after seven months?      Roger   Sorry      Collins   This boy could use some Stoli      Collins, Mark & Roger   Oh holy night      Roger   You struck gold at MIT?      Collins   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?      Roger   I was waiting for you don't you know      Collins   Well, tonight's the night   Come to the Life Cafe after Maureen's show      Roger   No flow      Collins   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!      Angel   Today for you - tomorrow for me   Today for you - tomorrow for me      Collins   And you should hear her beat!      Mark   You earned this on the street?      Angel   It was my lucky day today on Avenue A   When a lady in a limousine drove my way   She said, "Dahling - 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 non-stop 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   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 & 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   Then back to the street where I met my sweet   Where 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 - tomorrow for me   Today for you - tomorrow for me   Today for you - tomorrow for me   Today for you - tomorrow for me