Alex Brightman, Renée Elise Goldsberry, Richard Kind, Paula Pell, John Mulaney - Going Up lyrics
[Alex Brightman, Renée Elise Goldsberry, Richard Kind, Paula Pell, John Mulaney - Going Up lyrics]
'Scuse me
Wait! Dammit kid! You pushed my buttons!
You literally pushed every elevator button!
Awful lot of spunk what a little punk
Hit's every goddamn floor, runs out the door
I knew that that kid stunk
From one look at birth
I knew this day would come
Now he's a hoodlum!
Going down?
We are going up
Are you certain?
Yup!
Adam Klein, that prick pulled a little trick
Ugh! When will he grow up?
Kids like that don't grow up, no!
They shoot up and die!
Man, you're an angry guy!
I know
All I ever wanted was to not be a doorman
Maybe play for the Yankees
Or look just like Paul Newman
But we don't get what we want
So we must love what we get
Would you like to go out socially?
Uh, down?
No, we're going up!
Some fucking kid pushed every floor
But come and ride because
It's merrier with more yes, we're going up
Up to the penthouse in the sky
All 'cause little Adam Klein's a shitty guy!
Yes, we're going up!
Moving?
Moving, so to speak not to be oblique
But the truth is I live somewhere else
It's unique 'Til today
I was lately a home-wrecking sneak!
It was pretty bleak
Yes, we're going up!
Co-ops crudely cooperate
It's a hassle but still somehow kind of great
So we're going up (so we're going up)
In this rising purgatory
Checking in on everyone and every story
Yes, we're going up!
(And the brown and the beige
And the brown and the beige and the brown)
Yes, we're going up!
(And the brown and the beige
And the brown and the beige
And the brown and the beige
And the brown and the beige)
Co-op, I love you!
Wait! Dammit kid! You pushed my buttons!
You literally pushed every elevator button!
Awful lot of spunk what a little punk
Hit's every goddamn floor, runs out the door
I knew that that kid stunk
From one look at birth
I knew this day would come
Now he's a hoodlum!
Going down?
We are going up
Are you certain?
Yup!
Adam Klein, that prick pulled a little trick
Ugh! When will he grow up?
Kids like that don't grow up, no!
They shoot up and die!
Man, you're an angry guy!
I know
All I ever wanted was to not be a doorman
Maybe play for the Yankees
Or look just like Paul Newman
But we don't get what we want
So we must love what we get
Would you like to go out socially?
Uh, down?
No, we're going up!
Some fucking kid pushed every floor
But come and ride because
It's merrier with more yes, we're going up
Up to the penthouse in the sky
All 'cause little Adam Klein's a shitty guy!
Yes, we're going up!
Moving?
Moving, so to speak not to be oblique
But the truth is I live somewhere else
It's unique 'Til today
I was lately a home-wrecking sneak!
It was pretty bleak
Yes, we're going up!
Co-ops crudely cooperate
It's a hassle but still somehow kind of great
So we're going up (so we're going up)
In this rising purgatory
Checking in on everyone and every story
Yes, we're going up!
(And the brown and the beige
And the brown and the beige and the brown)
Yes, we're going up!
(And the brown and the beige
And the brown and the beige
And the brown and the beige
And the brown and the beige)
Co-op, I love you!