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jonathan larson - sunday lyrics

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diner patrons and workers:
straight back and to the left
pick up those f-cking eggs
b…ring! b…ring!
we’re out of milk
who took my rye bread?
four waters to table seven
i’m sorry, we don’t deliver on sunday
i need table three for two, yesterday
is there a list?
harrington? harrington?
kaplan, k-a-p-l-a-n for seven

jonathan
order

diner patrons and workers:
no, i’m sorry, those people were here first
we don’t have tables for seven
are we in smoking?

jonathan
tension

man
i’ll have the salad nicoise and some honey bread

jonathan
balance

woman
i said, i wanted an omelet with no yolks
that’s why you’re just a waiter

jonathan:
brunch
sunday
in the blue, silver chromium diner
on the green, purple, yellow, red stools
sit the fools
who should eat at home
instead, they pay on

all
sunday

jonathan:
for a cool orange juice or a bagel
on the soft, green cylindrical stools
sit the fools
drinking cinnamon coffee
or decaffeinated tea

all
forever
in the blue, silver chromium diner

jonathan:
drips the green, orange, violet drool

all
from the fools

jonathan:
who’d pay less at home
drinking coffee

all
light
and dark

michael:
and cholesterol
and b-ms
b-ms, b-ms, b-ms, b-ms,
b-ms, b-ms, b-ms, b-ms,
b-ms,

man and woman
people screaming for their toast
in a small, soho cafe

jonathan:
on an island in

jonathan, michael and susan:
two rivers
on an ordinary
sunday
sunday
sunday
sunday!

michael:
brunch!



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