All work and what did it get me? Why did I do it? Scrapbooks full of me in the background. Give love and what does it get ya? What does it get you One quick look as each of 'em leaves you. All your and what does it get ya? Thanks a lot out with the garbage, They take bows and you're battin zero
I had a dream I dreamed it for you, Dad It wasn't me, Dad And if it wasn't for me then where would you Miss Rachel Berry
Well, someone tell me, when is it turn Don't I get a dream for myself Starting now it's gonna be my turn. Gangway, world, get off of runway Starting now I bat a thousand! This time, boys I'm taking the bows
Everything's coming up Kurt Everything's coming up Hummel Everything's coming up Kurt This for me (ha ha ha ha ha) For me! For me! For me! For me! Fooooor meeeeeee! Yeaaah!