| lyrics | song |
| Gentlemen, our benefactor on this Christmas day whose charity is only matched by talent, I must say a new member of the Alphabet city avant-garde Angel Dumott Schunard | |
| What happened to Benny what happened to his heart and the ideals he once pursued | |
| Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes | |
| Will I lose my dignity will someone care will I wake tomorrow from this nightmare? | |
| Live in my house I'll be your shelter just pay me back with on thousand kisses | |
| [title], one song before I go, glory one song to leave behind | |
| What'd you forget? Got a light? I know you? You're you're shivering | |
| Whats the time? Well it's gotta be close to midnight my body's talking to me it says,'Time for danger' | |
| Who do you think you are? Barging in on me and my guitar | |
| New York City center of the universe times are s--tty, but I'm pretty sure they can't get worse | |
| The samples won't delay but the cable there's another way say something, anything | |