In the Heights Songtext
von Lin‐Manuel Miranda

In the Heights Songtext

Lights up on Washington Heights, up at the break of day
I wake up and I got this little punk I gotta chase away
Pop the grate at the crack of dawn, sing
While I wipe down the awning
Hey ya'll good morning
Ice cold piragua! Parcha. China. Cherry. Strawberry. Just for today, I got mamey!

Oye, piraguero, como estas?
Como siempre, Senor Usnavi.

I am Usnavi and you prob'ly never heard my name
Reports of my fame

Are greatly exaggerated
Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax

Is highly complicated cuz I emigrated from the single greatest little place in the Caribbean
Dominican Republic
I love it
Jesus, I'm jealous of it
And beyond that
Ever since my folks passed on
I haven't gone back
Goddamn, I gotta get on that
The milk has gone bad, hold up just a second
Why is everything in this fridge warm and tepid?
I better step it up and fight the heat
Cuz I'm not making any profit if the coffee isn't light and sweet!
Abuela, my fridge broke. I've got cafe, but no con leche.
Try my mother's old recipe: one can of condensed milk.
Ay! Paciencia y fe!

That was Abuela, she's not really my abuela
But she practically raised me

This corner is her escuela
Now you're prob'ly thinkin

"I'm up on shit's creek
I never been north of 96th street"

Well you must take the A train
Even farther than Harlem

To norther Manhattan and maintain
Get off at 181st and take the escalator

I hope your writing this down I'm gonna test you later
I'm getting tested times are tough on this bodega
Two months ago somebody bought Ortega's
Our neighborhood started packin up and pickin up
And ever since the rents went up
It's gotten mad expensive
But we live with just enough
In the heights
I flip my lights and start my day
There are fights
And endless debts
And bills to pay
In the heights
I can't survive without cafe
I serve cafe
Cuz tonight seems like a million years away!
En Washington-
Next up to bat, the Rosarios

They run the cab company
They struggle in the barrio
See, their daughter Nina's off at college, tuition is mad steep
So they can't sleep
Everything they get is mad cheap
Good morning, Usnavi.
Pan caliente, cafe con leche
Put twenty dollars on today's lottery

One ticket, that's it
Hey, a man's gotta dream

Don't mind him, he's all excited
Cuz Nina just flew in at 3 AM last night
Don't look at me, this one's been cooking all week.

Usnavi, come over for dinner
There's plenty to eat
So then Yesenia walk in the room
She smells sex and cheap perfume
It smells like one of those trees that you hang from the rear view
It's true
She screams, "Who's in there with you, Julio?"

Grabs a bat and kicks in the door
He's in bed with Jose from the liquor store

No me diga
Daniela and Carla from the salon.

Thanks, Usnavi!
Sonny, you're late.

Chillax, you know you love me.
Me and my cousin runnin just another dime a dozen

Mom-and-pop stop-and-shop
And, oh my God, it's gotten too darn hot like my man Cole Porter said

People come through for a few cold waters and a lottery ticket, just a part of the routine
Everybody's got a job
Everybody's got a dream

They gossip as I sip my coffee and smirk
The first stop as people hop to work

Bust it-I'm like-
1 dollar, 2 dollar, 1.50, 1.69

I got it
You want a box of condoms what kind?

That's two quarters
Two quarter waters. The New York Times
You need a bag for that? The tax is added
Once you get some practice at it
You do rapid mathematics
Sellin maxipads and fuzzy dice for taxicabs and practically
Everybody's stressed, yes, but they press through the mess

Bounce checks and wonder what's next
In the heights

I buy my coffee and I go
Set my sights

On only what I need to know
In the heights

Money is tight
But even so

When the lights go down I blast my radio
You ain't got no skills

Lemme get a-
Milky Way
Yeah, lemme also get a-
Daily News
And a-
And most important my-
Boss' second coffee, one cream
5 sugars
I'm the #1 earner
The fastest learner
My boss can't keep me on the damn back burner
Yes he can
I'm makin moves, I'm makin deals, but guess what?
You still ain't got no skills
Yo, Vanessa show up yet?
Shut up!
Hey little homie don't get so upset
Tell Vanessa how you feel

Buy the girl a meal
On the real
Or you ain't got no skills
Mr. Johnson, I got the security deposit
It's locked in a box in the bottom of my closet

It's not reflected in my bank statement
But I've been savin to make a down payment and pay rent

No, no, I won't let you down
Yo, here's your chance ask her out right now.

I'll see you later we can look at that lease.
Do somethin, make your move, don't freeze-

You owe me a bottle of cold champagne

Are you moving?
Just a little credit check and I'm on that downtown train

Well, your coffee's on the house

Usnavi, ask her out
No way

I'll see you later, so...(she exits)
Ooh, smooth operator, aw damn there she go!

Yo, bro, take 5, take a walk outside
You look exhausted, lost, don't let life slide!

The whole hood is struggling, times are tight
And you're stuck to this corner like a streetlight

Yeah, I'm a streetlight
Choking on the heat

The world spins around
While I'm frozen to my seat
The people that I know
All keep rolling down the street
But every day is different
So I'm switchin up the beat
Cuz my parents came with nothing
They got a little more
And sure, we're poor, but yo
At least we got the store
And it's all about the legacy
They left with me, it's destiny
And one day I'll be on a beach
With Sonny writing checks to me
In the heights
I hang my flag up on display
We came to work and to live and we got a lot in common
It reminds me that I came from miles away
DR, PR, we are not stoppin
In the heights
Every day, paciencia y fe
Until the day we go from poverty to stock options
In the heights
I've got today
And today's all we got so we cannot stop
This is our block
In the heoghts
I hang my flag up on display
Lo le lo le lo lai lai lo le
It reminds that I came from miles away
My family came from miles away
In the heights
It gets more expensive every day
And tonight is so far away-
But as for manana, mi pana
Ya gotta keep watchin
You'll see the late night
You'll taste beans and rice
The syrups and shaved ice
I ain't gotta say it twice
So turn up the stage lights
We're takin a flight
To a couple days
In the life of what it's like
En Washington Heights!

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