GORDON SCHWINN
Frogs have so much spring within them.
Jump frog, jump, jump so high you split your tights.
That bites, that bites!
And so remember, boys and girls,
Frogs have so much spring within them.
Jump, frog jump, lilypads are your next stop.
Kerplop.
You... missed the lilypad.
F*ck! What the hell am I doing?
Who am I fooling,
Writing songs for frogs?
Those nasty... nats,
They're nature's little acrobats,
I hate them more than kitty cats,
I....
A New Brain: The Musical Soundtrack Album Lyrics
A New Brain: The Musical Soundtrack Lyrics
- Frogs Have So Much Spring ('The Spring Song')
- Calamari
- 911 Emergency/I Have So Many Songs
- Heart And Music
- Trouble In His Brain
- Mothers Gonna Make Things Fine
- Sailing
- Family History
- Gordos Law Of Genetics
- And Theyre Off
- Just Go
- Poor Unsuccessful And Fat
- Sitting Becalmed In The Lee Of Cuttyhunk
- An Invitation To Sleep In My Arms
- Change
- Yes
- In The Middle Of The Room
- Throw It Out
- A Really Lousy Day In The Universe
- Brain Dead
- Whenever I Dream
- Eating Myself Up Alive
- The Music Still Plays On
- Dont Give In
- Sailing (Reprise)
- The Homeless Lady's Revenge
- Time
- Time And Music
- I Feel So Much Spring
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Calamari
GORDON SCHWINN
Sorry I'm late, Rhoda.
RHODA
You're always late.
GORDON SCHWINN
I was working on the spring song.
Is he angry that he doesn't have the Spring Song yet? I bet.
RHODA
No, he's angry that he doesn't have the yes song.
GORDON SCHWINN
I hate the Yes Song.
I hate the Spring Song.
I hate Mr. Bungee and his job.
It's bad, working on Mr. Bungee's lilypad.
WAITRESS
Y'all work for Mr. Bungee? I love that tv show!
The specials today, though not many, are especially good.
First, the fish of the day- Calamari!
Which isn't a fish, but lives in the sea,
as set in the dish, it happens to be
the fish of the day.
Okay. Plus there's ziti with a sauce that's meaty. It's fun!
SCHWINN AND RHODA
Fun?
WAITRESS
And there's a lot.
And that's the specials! Thank you!
GORDON SCHWINN
I'll have the ziti, and a diet coke.
RHODA
Uh okay, and I will have the goat cheese salad. No cheese.
GORDON SCHWINN
Thank you.
RHODA
So talk to me.
GORDON SCHWINN
It's taking up the brunt of my time.
RHODA
It's called a job.
GORDON SCHWINN
I don't have time to write my real stuff.
It feels like I can't express what I mean to convey
so of course I didn't write enough today!
RHODA
If you don't keep writing you'll be shown the door.
You know Mr. Bungee hates you.
GORDON SCHWINN
I think Mr. Bungee...
RHODA
...I think he hates you more
GORDON SCHWINN
Why does Mr. Bungee hate me?
RHODA
First off: You've gotta finish a song
You scoff, but damnit, write the Spring Song!
Write the Yes Song
Don't let your career go to the dogs!
GORDON SCHWINN
As you can tell, I don't write well for frogs.
"Mr. Bungee is aquatic and dispotic."
I'm getting frog hallucinations!
"Mr. Bungee's oceanic and satanic! ahaha.
Mr. Bungee's said to be tyrannical at times. But Mr. Bungee always rhymes!"
He's not here right now, is he?
WAITRESS
I love Mr. Bungee, yes indeedy, here's your ziti!
I love Mr. Bungee when he makes his scene.
I love Mr. Bun- did someone order scallopini?
I love Mr. Bungee, here's your diet coke and here's your drinks.
I love Mr. Bungee, I love Mr. Bungee!
RHODA
First write your song then next you'll write the epic.
First tv then next a Broadway show.
It's a rocky road from lilypad to where you want to get to dear,
but Rhoda always knows.
GORDON SCHWINN
Inside me I feel washed up and through.
RHODA
Oh come on...
GORDON SCHWINN
Writing this shit's killed my talent.
RHODA
That is not true!
GORDON SCHWINN
And whatever's left to kill then Bungee will
grind that down to squat!
I used to be..
RHODA
You still-
GORDON SCHWINN
I was!
RHODA
I don't agree-
GORDON SCHWINN
I once was but I'm not!
Oh my-
RHODA
Hey come on, sit down.
GORDON SCHWINN
Something is wrong...
RHODA
Gordon, are you okay?
GORDON SCHWINN
Something is wrong...
RHODA
Gordon, you're scaring me.
Sorry I'm late, Rhoda.
RHODA
You're always late.
GORDON SCHWINN
I was working on the spring song.
Is he angry that he doesn't have the Spring Song yet? I bet.
RHODA
No, he's angry that he doesn't have the yes song.
GORDON SCHWINN
I hate the Yes Song.
I hate the Spring Song.
I hate Mr. Bungee and his job.
It's bad, working on Mr. Bungee's lilypad.
WAITRESS
Y'all work for Mr. Bungee? I love that tv show!
The specials today, though not many, are especially good.
First, the fish of the day- Calamari!
Which isn't a fish, but lives in the sea,
as set in the dish, it happens to be
the fish of the day.
Okay. Plus there's ziti with a sauce that's meaty. It's fun!
SCHWINN AND RHODA
Fun?
WAITRESS
And there's a lot.
And that's the specials! Thank you!
GORDON SCHWINN
I'll have the ziti, and a diet coke.
RHODA
Uh okay, and I will have the goat cheese salad. No cheese.
GORDON SCHWINN
Thank you.
RHODA
So talk to me.
GORDON SCHWINN
It's taking up the brunt of my time.
RHODA
It's called a job.
GORDON SCHWINN
I don't have time to write my real stuff.
It feels like I can't express what I mean to convey
so of course I didn't write enough today!
RHODA
If you don't keep writing you'll be shown the door.
You know Mr. Bungee hates you.
GORDON SCHWINN
I think Mr. Bungee...
RHODA
...I think he hates you more
GORDON SCHWINN
Why does Mr. Bungee hate me?
RHODA
First off: You've gotta finish a song
You scoff, but damnit, write the Spring Song!
Write the Yes Song
Don't let your career go to the dogs!
GORDON SCHWINN
As you can tell, I don't write well for frogs.
"Mr. Bungee is aquatic and dispotic."
I'm getting frog hallucinations!
"Mr. Bungee's oceanic and satanic! ahaha.
Mr. Bungee's said to be tyrannical at times. But Mr. Bungee always rhymes!"
He's not here right now, is he?
WAITRESS
I love Mr. Bungee, yes indeedy, here's your ziti!
I love Mr. Bungee when he makes his scene.
I love Mr. Bun- did someone order scallopini?
I love Mr. Bungee, here's your diet coke and here's your drinks.
I love Mr. Bungee, I love Mr. Bungee!
RHODA
First write your song then next you'll write the epic.
First tv then next a Broadway show.
It's a rocky road from lilypad to where you want to get to dear,
but Rhoda always knows.
GORDON SCHWINN
Inside me I feel washed up and through.
RHODA
Oh come on...
GORDON SCHWINN
Writing this shit's killed my talent.
RHODA
That is not true!
GORDON SCHWINN
And whatever's left to kill then Bungee will
grind that down to squat!
I used to be..
RHODA
You still-
GORDON SCHWINN
I was!
RHODA
I don't agree-
GORDON SCHWINN
I once was but I'm not!
Oh my-
RHODA
Hey come on, sit down.
GORDON SCHWINN
Something is wrong...
RHODA
Gordon, are you okay?
GORDON SCHWINN
Something is wrong...
RHODA
Gordon, you're scaring me.
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911 Emergency/I Have So Many Songs
[RHODA]
Gordon! Gordon!
[ENSEMBLE]
911 emergency
Take him down to NYU
Stroke's a possibility
[RHODA]
I should try to locate Roger!
[DR. BERENSTEINER]
Lift him carefully on one, two, three
[ENSEMBLE]
And up!
[RICHARD]
Take the pulse and watch his eyes
[NANCY D.]
Call the Department of Neurology
[RHODA]
I should try to locate his mother
[ENSEMBLE]
Somebody try to locate his mother!
[RICHARD]
When was he last seen eating?
[RHODA]
I don't know!
[NANCY D.]
Hysterics are self-defeating
Don't you know?
[DR. BERENSTEINER/RICHARD/NANCY D.]
Presence of bleeding
Where this whole mess is leading
We cannot say for sure yet
[RHODA]
Roger's sailing near Martha's Vineyard
[NANCY D.]
Patient's name?
[RHODA]
Gordon Schwinn
[NANCY D.]
Are you next of kin?
[RHODA]
I wish! We work together. He's gay
[NANCY D.]
Is he HIV?
[RHODA]
I can't be absolutely sure but I don't think so. No! The answer is no! I think?
[NANCY D.]
First the blood test then EKG
[ENSEMBLE]
And then?
[NANCY D.]
Get a CAT scan and watch his eyes!
[ENSEMBLE]
And then?
[NANCY D.]
Call the Department of Neurology!
[RHODA]
I should try to cancel my meeting
[ENSEMBLE]
And then?
[RHODA]
I should get in touch with his mother!
[ENSEMBLE]
And then?
[RHODA]
I should try to locate Roger!
[GORDON]
All the songs I never wrote
Fizzle and remain
All the songs I did not start
All the rhymes I never made
All the stories I delayed in telling
Are welling up inside my brain
I should explain
I have so many songs!
I have so many songs!
I have so many songs!
[THE MINISTER]
Stories of passion
Stories of friendship
And tales of how romance survives
[GORDON]
I have so many songs!
[THE MINISTER]
Stories of yes-es
Of frogs making messes
And poor, unsuccessful and fat people's lives
[GORDON]
Stories of living
[THE MINISTER]
Stories of living
[GORDON]
Stories of dying
[THE MINISTER]
Stories of dying
[GORDON/THE MINISTER]
And ways we can deal with our fears
[GORDON]
Stories of horses
Parental divorces
And how rich or poor
It's a very small sphere
Where we appear
Gordon! Gordon!
[ENSEMBLE]
911 emergency
Take him down to NYU
Stroke's a possibility
[RHODA]
I should try to locate Roger!
[DR. BERENSTEINER]
Lift him carefully on one, two, three
[ENSEMBLE]
And up!
[RICHARD]
Take the pulse and watch his eyes
[NANCY D.]
Call the Department of Neurology
[RHODA]
I should try to locate his mother
[ENSEMBLE]
Somebody try to locate his mother!
[RICHARD]
When was he last seen eating?
[RHODA]
I don't know!
[NANCY D.]
Hysterics are self-defeating
Don't you know?
[DR. BERENSTEINER/RICHARD/NANCY D.]
Presence of bleeding
Where this whole mess is leading
We cannot say for sure yet
[RHODA]
Roger's sailing near Martha's Vineyard
[NANCY D.]
Patient's name?
[RHODA]
Gordon Schwinn
[NANCY D.]
Are you next of kin?
[RHODA]
I wish! We work together. He's gay
[NANCY D.]
Is he HIV?
[RHODA]
I can't be absolutely sure but I don't think so. No! The answer is no! I think?
[NANCY D.]
First the blood test then EKG
[ENSEMBLE]
And then?
[NANCY D.]
Get a CAT scan and watch his eyes!
[ENSEMBLE]
And then?
[NANCY D.]
Call the Department of Neurology!
[RHODA]
I should try to cancel my meeting
[ENSEMBLE]
And then?
[RHODA]
I should get in touch with his mother!
[ENSEMBLE]
And then?
[RHODA]
I should try to locate Roger!
[GORDON]
All the songs I never wrote
Fizzle and remain
All the songs I did not start
All the rhymes I never made
All the stories I delayed in telling
Are welling up inside my brain
I should explain
I have so many songs!
I have so many songs!
I have so many songs!
[THE MINISTER]
Stories of passion
Stories of friendship
And tales of how romance survives
[GORDON]
I have so many songs!
[THE MINISTER]
Stories of yes-es
Of frogs making messes
And poor, unsuccessful and fat people's lives
[GORDON]
Stories of living
[THE MINISTER]
Stories of living
[GORDON]
Stories of dying
[THE MINISTER]
Stories of dying
[GORDON/THE MINISTER]
And ways we can deal with our fears
[GORDON]
Stories of horses
Parental divorces
And how rich or poor
It's a very small sphere
Where we appear
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Heart And Music
(Written by William Finn)
MINISTER
Stories of passion
Stories of friendship
and tales of how romance survives
GORDON SCHWINN
I have so many songs
MINISTER
Stories of yes-es
of frogs making messes
and poor unsuccessful and fat people's lives
GORDON SCHWINN
Stories of living
Stories of dying
and ways we can deal with our fear
Stories of horses, parental divorces
and how rich or poor, it's a very small sphere
where we appear
But you gotta have heart and music
Heart and music
Heart and music get along
ENSEMBLE
You gotta have heart and music
You gotta have heart and music
Heart and music make a song
GORDON SCHWINN
If I only had the time
What I would write for your delight
MINISTER
Stories of illness
GORDON SCHWINN
Stories of illness
MINISTER
Songs of improving
GORDON SCHWINN
Songs of improving
ENSEMBLE
And everyone talks about change
GORDON SCHWINN
I have so many songs
ENSEMBLE
Stories of stillness,
of people not moving
GORDON SCHWINN
And throwing out books when things turn out too strange
We rearrange
ENSEMBLE
But you gotta have heart and music
Heart and music
Heart and music get along (you gotta have heart and music)
You gotta have heart and music
You gotta have heart and music
Heart and music make a song
Oh, you gotta have heart and music
You gotta have Heart and music
Heart and music get along
Oh you gotta have heart and music
You gotta
Heart and music make a song
You'll always get along with your heart
With your heart and music
GORDON SCHWINN
Heart and music make
ENSEMBLE
Heart and music make
Heart and music make a song
Heart and music make a song
MINISTER
Stories of passion
Stories of friendship
and tales of how romance survives
GORDON SCHWINN
I have so many songs
MINISTER
Stories of yes-es
of frogs making messes
and poor unsuccessful and fat people's lives
GORDON SCHWINN
Stories of living
Stories of dying
and ways we can deal with our fear
Stories of horses, parental divorces
and how rich or poor, it's a very small sphere
where we appear
But you gotta have heart and music
Heart and music
Heart and music get along
ENSEMBLE
You gotta have heart and music
You gotta have heart and music
Heart and music make a song
GORDON SCHWINN
If I only had the time
What I would write for your delight
MINISTER
Stories of illness
GORDON SCHWINN
Stories of illness
MINISTER
Songs of improving
GORDON SCHWINN
Songs of improving
ENSEMBLE
And everyone talks about change
GORDON SCHWINN
I have so many songs
ENSEMBLE
Stories of stillness,
of people not moving
GORDON SCHWINN
And throwing out books when things turn out too strange
We rearrange
ENSEMBLE
But you gotta have heart and music
Heart and music
Heart and music get along (you gotta have heart and music)
You gotta have heart and music
You gotta have heart and music
Heart and music make a song
Oh, you gotta have heart and music
You gotta have Heart and music
Heart and music get along
Oh you gotta have heart and music
You gotta
Heart and music make a song
You'll always get along with your heart
With your heart and music
GORDON SCHWINN
Heart and music make
ENSEMBLE
Heart and music make
Heart and music make a song
Heart and music make a song
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Trouble In His Brain
(Written by William Finn)
DR. JAFAR BERENSTEINER
Brain.
MIMI SCHWINN
Brain?
DR. JAFAR BERENSTEINER
There's trouble in his brain.
Anneurism, tumor, we don't know.
Catscan told us lots of fluid sits around the brain.
And so, we must operate to drain.
MIMI SCHWINN
Drain?
DR. JAFAR BERENSTEINER
Drain the brain.
Put a shunt inside his skull and tube into his stomach
where he'll pee the fluid out.
MIMI SCHWINN
Pee it out?
DR. JAFAR BERENSTEINER
And without a doubt, we'll make it so we can say
what's going on inside his brain
Why something is amiss.
What's going on inside his brain
DR. JAFAR BERENSTEINER
Brain.
MIMI SCHWINN
Brain?
DR. JAFAR BERENSTEINER
There's trouble in his brain.
Anneurism, tumor, we don't know.
Catscan told us lots of fluid sits around the brain.
And so, we must operate to drain.
MIMI SCHWINN
Drain?
DR. JAFAR BERENSTEINER
Drain the brain.
Put a shunt inside his skull and tube into his stomach
where he'll pee the fluid out.
MIMI SCHWINN
Pee it out?
DR. JAFAR BERENSTEINER
And without a doubt, we'll make it so we can say
what's going on inside his brain
Why something is amiss.
What's going on inside his brain
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Mothers Gonna Make Things Fine
(Written by William Finn)
MIMI
Sweetheart!
GORDON
Mother!
MIMI
Mother's gonna file her nails
Mother's gonna stay serene
What I mean
Is she'll protect you-hey!
I'm bringing you a new day-yes
Today will be a new day
And even though it shits
Mother's gonna fix things
Try to keep your wits
Mother's gonna make things fine
GORDON
Ugh! Ma...
MIMI
In the darkest of dark despair
I'll be found
Sitting there
GORDON
Ma!
If you want me to say life's fair
That is something can't say
MIMI
Anyway
Mother's gonna drink champagne
Ma will help you beat the odds
She'll explain
Why she's so damn blasй
Because I'm bringing you a new day-yes
I'm welcoming a new day!
And mother will protect
Mother's gonna fix things
Anything that's wrecked
Mother's gonna make things fine
GORDON
Ma-a-a-a!
MIMI
Yes! I'm bringing you a new day
GORDON
She's bringing me a new day
MIMI
Yes, yes! Yes, a fabulous anew day!
GORDON
A fabulous anew day
BOTH
And mother will protect
Mother's gonna fix things
Anything that's wrecked
Mother's gonna make things fine
MIMI
Sweetheart!
GORDON
Mother!
MIMI
Mother's gonna file her nails
Mother's gonna stay serene
What I mean
Is she'll protect you-hey!
I'm bringing you a new day-yes
Today will be a new day
And even though it shits
Mother's gonna fix things
Try to keep your wits
Mother's gonna make things fine
GORDON
Ugh! Ma...
MIMI
In the darkest of dark despair
I'll be found
Sitting there
GORDON
Ma!
If you want me to say life's fair
That is something can't say
MIMI
Anyway
Mother's gonna drink champagne
Ma will help you beat the odds
She'll explain
Why she's so damn blasй
Because I'm bringing you a new day-yes
I'm welcoming a new day!
And mother will protect
Mother's gonna fix things
Anything that's wrecked
Mother's gonna make things fine
GORDON
Ma-a-a-a!
MIMI
Yes! I'm bringing you a new day
GORDON
She's bringing me a new day
MIMI
Yes, yes! Yes, a fabulous anew day!
GORDON
A fabulous anew day
BOTH
And mother will protect
Mother's gonna fix things
Anything that's wrecked
Mother's gonna make things fine
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Sailing
(Written by William Finn)
I'd rather be sailing, yes, I would
On an open sea
I'd stand at the railing if I could
Feeling wild and free
The sun is on my neck, the wind is in my face
The water's incredibly blue
And I'd rather be sailing
Yes, I'd wanna go sail
And then come home to you
Sex is good but I'd rather be sailing
Food is nice but I'd rather be sailing
People are swell but I'd rather be sailing
Over the horizon
And I'd rather be sailing, yes, I would
On an open sea
I'd stand there inhaling if I could
Feeling wild and free
The sun is on my neck, the wind is in my face
The sea is incredibly blue
And I'd rather be sailing
Yes, I'd wanna go sail
And then come home to you
I'd rather be sailing
Yes, I'd wanna go sail
And then come home to you
I'd rather be sailing, yes, I would
On an open sea
I'd stand at the railing if I could
Feeling wild and free
The sun is on my neck, the wind is in my face
The water's incredibly blue
And I'd rather be sailing
Yes, I'd wanna go sail
And then come home to you
Sex is good but I'd rather be sailing
Food is nice but I'd rather be sailing
People are swell but I'd rather be sailing
Over the horizon
And I'd rather be sailing, yes, I would
On an open sea
I'd stand there inhaling if I could
Feeling wild and free
The sun is on my neck, the wind is in my face
The sea is incredibly blue
And I'd rather be sailing
Yes, I'd wanna go sail
And then come home to you
I'd rather be sailing
Yes, I'd wanna go sail
And then come home to you
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Family History
(Written by William Finn)
NANCY D
Hello, hello
Wake up!
Hello
I'm Nancy D. the thin nurse
RICHARD
I am the nice nurse
If I can help you
Please, let me help you
Cause the others won't help you
Those bitches
NANCY D
Before, the procedure tomorrow
The doctor asked me to
Take a fam'ly history today
Okay
MIMI SCHWINN
Anything that's wrong is his father's
ALL
Anything that's wrong is his father's
NANCY D
Hello, hello
Wake up!
Hello
I'm Nancy D. the thin nurse
RICHARD
I am the nice nurse
If I can help you
Please, let me help you
Cause the others won't help you
Those bitches
NANCY D
Before, the procedure tomorrow
The doctor asked me to
Take a fam'ly history today
Okay
MIMI SCHWINN
Anything that's wrong is his father's
ALL
Anything that's wrong is his father's
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Gordos Law Of Genetics
(Written by William Finn)
Doctor: The bad trait, will always predominate. Bad trait is certain to win.
The bad trait will always predominate.
All: That is the law of genetics.
Doctor: According to Schwinn!
Women: Smart or Dumb.
Men: The dumb will predominate.
Women: Fat or thin.
Men: The fat will predominate.
Women: Lazy or not lazy.
Men: The lazy will predominate.
All: We have (we have) lousy esthetics.
Doctor: The bad trait
Doctor and Women: Will always predominate.
Doctor: Bad trait
Doctor and Women: Is certain to win.
Doctor: The bad trait.
Doctor and Women: Will always predominate
All: That is the law of genetics according to Schwinn!
Rhoda: Why is the smart son, always the gay son?
All: Schwinn's second law of genetics.
Women: Smart or Dumb.
Men: The dumb will predominate.
Women: Fat or thin.
Men: The fat will predominate.
Women: Lazy or not lazy.
Men: The lazy will predominate.
All: We have (we have) lousy esthetics.
Homeless Lady: Say your father has a stomach.
You are sure to get that stomach.
Women: It's a simple fact of science.
Homless Lady and Doctor: Don't rely on self reliance.
You are sure to get that stomach so eat eat eat!
Doctor: Because, the bad trait
Doctor and Women: Will always predominate.
Doctor: Bad trait
Doctor and Women: Is certain to win.
Doctor : The bad trait.
Men: Will always predominate
All: That Is the law of genetics.
That is the law of genetics according to
That is the law of genetics according to
G-g-g-g-gordo G-g-g-g-gordo
G-g-g-g-gordo G-g-g-g-gordo
G-g-g-g-gordo G-g-g-g-gordo
G-g-g-g-gordo Schwinn!
Ohhhh Gordo's Law of Genetics!!!!
Doctor: The bad trait, will always predominate. Bad trait is certain to win.
The bad trait will always predominate.
All: That is the law of genetics.
Doctor: According to Schwinn!
Women: Smart or Dumb.
Men: The dumb will predominate.
Women: Fat or thin.
Men: The fat will predominate.
Women: Lazy or not lazy.
Men: The lazy will predominate.
All: We have (we have) lousy esthetics.
Doctor: The bad trait
Doctor and Women: Will always predominate.
Doctor: Bad trait
Doctor and Women: Is certain to win.
Doctor: The bad trait.
Doctor and Women: Will always predominate
All: That is the law of genetics according to Schwinn!
Rhoda: Why is the smart son, always the gay son?
All: Schwinn's second law of genetics.
Women: Smart or Dumb.
Men: The dumb will predominate.
Women: Fat or thin.
Men: The fat will predominate.
Women: Lazy or not lazy.
Men: The lazy will predominate.
All: We have (we have) lousy esthetics.
Homeless Lady: Say your father has a stomach.
You are sure to get that stomach.
Women: It's a simple fact of science.
Homless Lady and Doctor: Don't rely on self reliance.
You are sure to get that stomach so eat eat eat!
Doctor: Because, the bad trait
Doctor and Women: Will always predominate.
Doctor: Bad trait
Doctor and Women: Is certain to win.
Doctor : The bad trait.
Men: Will always predominate
All: That Is the law of genetics.
That is the law of genetics according to
That is the law of genetics according to
G-g-g-g-gordo G-g-g-g-gordo
G-g-g-g-gordo G-g-g-g-gordo
G-g-g-g-gordo G-g-g-g-gordo
G-g-g-g-gordo Schwinn!
Ohhhh Gordo's Law of Genetics!!!!
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And Theyre Off
GORDON
Ponies in the sun
The race is soon beginning
My father bet the fam'ly fortune
On a sleek brown horse
My father had a hunch
We gave up lunch
So daddy could make a wager
Ma would scoff
She would scoff
Hear her scoff
And they're off
OTHERS
La la la la la la la la
GORDON
Yeah, they're off
OTHERS
La la la la la la la la la la la
GORDON
And they move in a herd
Like a four-letter word
And they're off
OTHERS
La la la la
GORDON
Tickets flow to the ground
And the band starts to play as the horses go round
ALL
And they're off
GORDON
Mommy sat and cried
But dad was unaffected
He said,
"Have you ever had a better two minutes
In the last three years?"
We said,
"But dad, the dumb horse lost."
He said,
"Sometimes joy has a terrible cost."
I know that
Ma would scoff
Woo she would scoff
Hear her scoff
And they're off
OTHERS
La la la la la la la la
GORDON
Yeah, they're off
OTHERS
La la la la la la la la la la la
GORDON
Mommy's biting his neck
As they roll on the deck
And they're off
OTHERS
La la la la
GORDON
There is blood on the ground
And the band starts to play as the horses go round
ALL
And they're off
GORDON
Isn't life funny?
People lose money
And have fun
Betting of course is
Hell on the horses
And on families where the betting is done
It's a joke to believe someone's won
All they did was fight
Plus they discussed the weather
My father bet the family fortune
'Til it disappeared
We also laughed a lot
That was the thing I often forgot
To tell you
But it's true
Yes, it's true
It is true
And he's off
OTHERS
La la la la la la la la
GORDON
Daddy's off
OTHERS
La la la la la la la la la la la
GORDON
We get letters from maine
Where he tries to explain
Why he's off
OTHERS
La la la la
GORDON
What was lost, was not found
And the band starts to play as the horses go round
ALL
And they're o-o-o-o-o-off
GORDON
And they're off!
OTHERS
I hear the bell at the starting gate
GODON
Hey, they're off
OTHERS
We're salivating as their moving moving down
GORDON
And they move in a herd
Like a four-letter word
And they're off
OTHERS
Coming down the stretch
GORDON
Then there's blood
OTHERS
Then there's blood
GORDON
On the ground
OTHERS
On the ground
GORDON
And the band starts to play as the horses go round
And round
OTHERS
And round
GORDON
And around
OTHERS
And around
GORDON
And around
OTHERS
And around
GORDON
And around
OTHERS
And around
GORDON
And around...
OTHERS (as Gordon sings)
And round and round and round and round and round and round-
ALL
And they're off!
Ponies in the sun
The race is soon beginning
My father bet the fam'ly fortune
On a sleek brown horse
My father had a hunch
We gave up lunch
So daddy could make a wager
Ma would scoff
She would scoff
Hear her scoff
And they're off
OTHERS
La la la la la la la la
GORDON
Yeah, they're off
OTHERS
La la la la la la la la la la la
GORDON
And they move in a herd
Like a four-letter word
And they're off
OTHERS
La la la la
GORDON
Tickets flow to the ground
And the band starts to play as the horses go round
ALL
And they're off
GORDON
Mommy sat and cried
But dad was unaffected
He said,
"Have you ever had a better two minutes
In the last three years?"
We said,
"But dad, the dumb horse lost."
He said,
"Sometimes joy has a terrible cost."
I know that
Ma would scoff
Woo she would scoff
Hear her scoff
And they're off
OTHERS
La la la la la la la la
GORDON
Yeah, they're off
OTHERS
La la la la la la la la la la la
GORDON
Mommy's biting his neck
As they roll on the deck
And they're off
OTHERS
La la la la
GORDON
There is blood on the ground
And the band starts to play as the horses go round
ALL
And they're off
GORDON
Isn't life funny?
People lose money
And have fun
Betting of course is
Hell on the horses
And on families where the betting is done
It's a joke to believe someone's won
All they did was fight
Plus they discussed the weather
My father bet the family fortune
'Til it disappeared
We also laughed a lot
That was the thing I often forgot
To tell you
But it's true
Yes, it's true
It is true
And he's off
OTHERS
La la la la la la la la
GORDON
Daddy's off
OTHERS
La la la la la la la la la la la
GORDON
We get letters from maine
Where he tries to explain
Why he's off
OTHERS
La la la la
GORDON
What was lost, was not found
And the band starts to play as the horses go round
ALL
And they're o-o-o-o-o-off
GORDON
And they're off!
OTHERS
I hear the bell at the starting gate
GODON
Hey, they're off
OTHERS
We're salivating as their moving moving down
GORDON
And they move in a herd
Like a four-letter word
And they're off
OTHERS
Coming down the stretch
GORDON
Then there's blood
OTHERS
Then there's blood
GORDON
On the ground
OTHERS
On the ground
GORDON
And the band starts to play as the horses go round
And round
OTHERS
And round
GORDON
And around
OTHERS
And around
GORDON
And around
OTHERS
And around
GORDON
And around
OTHERS
And around
GORDON
And around...
OTHERS (as Gordon sings)
And round and round and round and round and round and round-
ALL
And they're off!
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Just Go
(Written by William Finn)
GORDON
Go
Look at me just go
Don't say anything just go
I can't even walk across the room unassisted, so go
Go away, there's nothing left to say
You won't have to walk and hold my elbow
Hell no, just go
Don't
Please don't touch my skin
Because up to now I've been very strong
And so heroic you wouldn't recognise me, go
Go, goodbye
Cos if you make me cry
Then I'll probably have to kill you
I will you know
Just go
ROGER
Sometimes you're a doozy
Sometimes when you talk
I get so damn woozy
You're so crazy
GORDON
I am only a little crazy
ROGER
Go ahead and use me
Make a pass and I will save you ass
GORDON [ROGER]
Go
Look at me just go [I'm not going nowhere]
Just go [And someone will hold you, later on]
I can't even walk across the room unassisted, so go
Go, goodbye
Cos if you make me cry [Later on]
Then I'll probably have to kill you [And I'll probably have to kill you]
I will you know
Just go
[No]
No
[Shmo]
GORDON
Go
Look at me just go
Don't say anything just go
I can't even walk across the room unassisted, so go
Go away, there's nothing left to say
You won't have to walk and hold my elbow
Hell no, just go
Don't
Please don't touch my skin
Because up to now I've been very strong
And so heroic you wouldn't recognise me, go
Go, goodbye
Cos if you make me cry
Then I'll probably have to kill you
I will you know
Just go
ROGER
Sometimes you're a doozy
Sometimes when you talk
I get so damn woozy
You're so crazy
GORDON
I am only a little crazy
ROGER
Go ahead and use me
Make a pass and I will save you ass
GORDON [ROGER]
Go
Look at me just go [I'm not going nowhere]
Just go [And someone will hold you, later on]
I can't even walk across the room unassisted, so go
Go, goodbye
Cos if you make me cry [Later on]
Then I'll probably have to kill you [And I'll probably have to kill you]
I will you know
Just go
[No]
No
[Shmo]
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Poor Unsuccessful And Fat
(Written by William Finn)
RICHARD
Time for your sponge bath
GORDON
Aw, must I?
RICHARD
Honey, I don't wanna be here either
Poor Unsuccessful and Fat
Who would've thought I would end like that?
Surely, in no time, you'll be back to normal
In your evening formal
I'll be Poor Unsuccessful
Poor Unsuccessful and Fat
And getting older
GORDON
All right, come on
RICHARD
Hello
Plus, have you noticed I sweat?
GORDON
Hello
RICHARD
I have a list of things I regret
Don't tell this story to little children
Cause it's gonna scare them
How I'm Poor Unsuccessful
Poor Unsuccessful and Fat
And getting older, getting greyer
Stop me if you've heard this before
Cause if you've heard this before
Hell it's just more of the same
GORDON
Well
RICHARD
Help me
I'm a player
Who'll never make it, I won't make, I won't make it
GORDON
NO NO NO NO NO NO
RICHARD
Once I was practically thin
GORDON
OH....
RICHARD
Now I can eat like I'm Rin Tin Tin
Soon you'll be back home
A success in training
I'll be here complaining
That I'm Poor Unsuccessful
Poor Unsuccessful and Faaaaattttt
And getting older
GORDON
I am not successful
I am not so damn successful
RICHARD
I'm getting older
GORDON
I am not successful
I am not so damn successful
RICHARD
I'm getting older
MR. BUNGEE
You're not successful
GORDON
I am not successful
MR. BUNGEE
You're too old to be a failure
GORDON
I'm too old to be a failure
MR. BUNGEE
Your futures looking cloudy
GORDON
My future's looking cloudy
MR. BUNGEE
Your sister is a whore
GORDON
My sister's a receptionist!
MR. BUNGEE
Bet your tush you're unsuccessful
Don't mean to make this more stressful than it's already become
But you're Poor Unsuccessful and Dumb
Poor Unsuccessful and Dumb
and Untalented
Poor Unsuccessful and Dumb
and Untalented
Almost psychotically grim and untalented
That's what we say about him he's untalented
GORDON
Help
RICHARD
Time for your sponge bath
GORDON
Aw, must I?
RICHARD
Honey, I don't wanna be here either
Poor Unsuccessful and Fat
Who would've thought I would end like that?
Surely, in no time, you'll be back to normal
In your evening formal
I'll be Poor Unsuccessful
Poor Unsuccessful and Fat
And getting older
GORDON
All right, come on
RICHARD
Hello
Plus, have you noticed I sweat?
GORDON
Hello
RICHARD
I have a list of things I regret
Don't tell this story to little children
Cause it's gonna scare them
How I'm Poor Unsuccessful
Poor Unsuccessful and Fat
And getting older, getting greyer
Stop me if you've heard this before
Cause if you've heard this before
Hell it's just more of the same
GORDON
Well
RICHARD
Help me
I'm a player
Who'll never make it, I won't make, I won't make it
GORDON
NO NO NO NO NO NO
RICHARD
Once I was practically thin
GORDON
OH....
RICHARD
Now I can eat like I'm Rin Tin Tin
Soon you'll be back home
A success in training
I'll be here complaining
That I'm Poor Unsuccessful
Poor Unsuccessful and Faaaaattttt
And getting older
GORDON
I am not successful
I am not so damn successful
RICHARD
I'm getting older
GORDON
I am not successful
I am not so damn successful
RICHARD
I'm getting older
MR. BUNGEE
You're not successful
GORDON
I am not successful
MR. BUNGEE
You're too old to be a failure
GORDON
I'm too old to be a failure
MR. BUNGEE
Your futures looking cloudy
GORDON
My future's looking cloudy
MR. BUNGEE
Your sister is a whore
GORDON
My sister's a receptionist!
MR. BUNGEE
Bet your tush you're unsuccessful
Don't mean to make this more stressful than it's already become
But you're Poor Unsuccessful and Dumb
Poor Unsuccessful and Dumb
and Untalented
Poor Unsuccessful and Dumb
and Untalented
Almost psychotically grim and untalented
That's what we say about him he's untalented
GORDON
Help
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Sitting Becalmed In The Lee Of Cuttyhunk
(Written by William Finn)
ENSEMBLE
Sitting becalmed in the Lee of Cuttyhunk
GORDON
Waiting for the wind to blow,
ENSEMBLE
Waiting for the wind to carry us somewhere, somehow.
Sitting becalmed in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee of Cuttyhunk.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
GORDON
This is your idea of a vacation?
What a good idea for recreation!
At least it's sunny on Newport.
ENSEMBLE
At least it's
GORDON
Sunny on Cape Cod.
ENSEMBLE
At least it's
GORDON
Sunny on Nantucket.
Oh yeah! f**k it. I hate the sun.
ENSEMBLE
But we are
Sitting becalmed in the Lee of Cuttyhunk
Hotter than a pregnant cow,
Waiting for the wind to carry us somewhere, somehow.
Sitting becalmed in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee of Cuttyhunk, Cuttyhunk.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
GORDON
Life is short; sailing is long.
Anyone got a newspaper?
ENSEMBLE
Sitting in the Lee of Cuttyhunk.
GORDON
Anyone got a crossword puzzle?
ENSEMBLE
Sitting in the Lee of Cuttyhunk.
GORDON
Anyone got an anything!?
ENSEMBLE
Sitting in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee, in the---
ROGER
Would it kill you to try to enjoy this a little bit?
This is my favorite thing in the world.
Why are you such an ass?
GORDON
Captain, can we use gas?
ENSEMBLE
No, no, no!
GORDON
When you're right, you're right.
ENSEMBLE
Couldn't you try to enjoy this a little bit?
This is our favorite thing in the world.
GORDON (overlapping)
You're right; I'm such a jerk-off!
Right.
ROGER
Wait, I hear it.
RHODA
Wait, it's coming.
ENSEMBLE
Wait, I feel the wind.
I think we're moving.
I think we're moving.
Not becalmed.
GORDON
Could that be a metaphor?
ENSEMBLE
Cuttyhunk is in our past!
GORDON
Getting somewhere at last is a sign of things improving.
ENSEMBLE
Not becalmed in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee of Cuttyhunk!
NANCY D (spoken)
We got the picture!
RICHARD (spoken)
That wasn't so bad, now was it?
ENSEMBLE
In the Lee of Cuttyhunk, Cuttyhunk, Cuttyhunk.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
In the Lee of Cuttyhunk, Cuttyhunk.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
ENSEMBLE
Sitting becalmed in the Lee of Cuttyhunk
GORDON
Waiting for the wind to blow,
ENSEMBLE
Waiting for the wind to carry us somewhere, somehow.
Sitting becalmed in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee of Cuttyhunk.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
GORDON
This is your idea of a vacation?
What a good idea for recreation!
At least it's sunny on Newport.
ENSEMBLE
At least it's
GORDON
Sunny on Cape Cod.
ENSEMBLE
At least it's
GORDON
Sunny on Nantucket.
Oh yeah! f**k it. I hate the sun.
ENSEMBLE
But we are
Sitting becalmed in the Lee of Cuttyhunk
Hotter than a pregnant cow,
Waiting for the wind to carry us somewhere, somehow.
Sitting becalmed in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee of Cuttyhunk, Cuttyhunk.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
GORDON
Life is short; sailing is long.
Anyone got a newspaper?
ENSEMBLE
Sitting in the Lee of Cuttyhunk.
GORDON
Anyone got a crossword puzzle?
ENSEMBLE
Sitting in the Lee of Cuttyhunk.
GORDON
Anyone got an anything!?
ENSEMBLE
Sitting in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee, in the---
ROGER
Would it kill you to try to enjoy this a little bit?
This is my favorite thing in the world.
Why are you such an ass?
GORDON
Captain, can we use gas?
ENSEMBLE
No, no, no!
GORDON
When you're right, you're right.
ENSEMBLE
Couldn't you try to enjoy this a little bit?
This is our favorite thing in the world.
GORDON (overlapping)
You're right; I'm such a jerk-off!
Right.
ROGER
Wait, I hear it.
RHODA
Wait, it's coming.
ENSEMBLE
Wait, I feel the wind.
I think we're moving.
I think we're moving.
Not becalmed.
GORDON
Could that be a metaphor?
ENSEMBLE
Cuttyhunk is in our past!
GORDON
Getting somewhere at last is a sign of things improving.
ENSEMBLE
Not becalmed in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee, in the Lee of Cuttyhunk!
NANCY D (spoken)
We got the picture!
RICHARD (spoken)
That wasn't so bad, now was it?
ENSEMBLE
In the Lee of Cuttyhunk, Cuttyhunk, Cuttyhunk.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
In the Lee of Cuttyhunk, Cuttyhunk.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
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An Invitation To Sleep In My Arms
GORDON:
Tomorrow they'll strap me down on a bed
And remove the top of my head
Which is why I don't think that now's the right time
To have too much hope
I may be a dope
But I don't think so
No, I don't think so
No, I don't think so
ROGER:
Would you ever, consider, lying close to me tonight
Could be exciting, I'm inviting you to sleep in my arms
Maybe we'll laugh to loud
Maybe we'll dance and you will sing
Maybe we'll smile at all the pleasures
Sex and eating often bring
Maybe we'll say no words
Just saying nothing is sublime
Maybe we'll read a book you always meant to read
For which you hadn't found the time
RHODA:
Oh God! Sorry...Hello...Hmm
Excuse me
But Bungee's calling to state
How though he know you're about to sedate
But by tomorrow at ten he needs the "Yes"� song
GORDON:
F**k Him!
RHODA:
He said no matter what he's going to rehearse the "Yes"� song
GORDON:
He'll wait
RHODA:
He said his son, Mr. Music, wrote a verse of the "Yes"� song
He is going to use if your song isn't finished
Tonight then, just disregard what he said
And sit and reminisce with Roger instead
If you get over anxious pick up a pen
Finish the song, maybe I'm wrong
But I don't think so
No, I don't think so
No, I don't think so
GORDON:
I'd love to love but need to write
I get distracted so damn easily!
They'll be other nights I'll have to sleep your arms
I should have done what I meant to do
I could have been what I meant to be
I could have written the score to a rise or a symphony
A simple symphony
A simple symphony
A simple symphony
Look it's my decision ok!
ROGER:
Forgetting the writing I'm inviting you to sleep in my arms
And if you snore
I'll let you snore
Maybe there's more!
Maybe there's more
Maybe we'll say no words
Just saying nothing is sublime
Maybe we'll read a book you always meant to read
RHODA:
Aren't you afraid that you'll lose this job?
What else will f**k you if you lose this job?
You need this job!
MIMI:
Nobody asked my opinion
But why don't you tell him
His was the best invitation
Why is he making such a scene?
While you sit discussing what you've got to discuss
I'm off to your place for a date with Mr. Clean, I love him!
Lie with the man
What are you stupid?
Go and fly with the man
At least tonight, go fly
While I depart in hope and not in sorrow
Goodbye my loves goodbye
Operation tomorrow
GORDON:
Tonight though could be my very last chance
To write a something I could be remembered by
It may not be a great song
But it could be my last song
And I hope you understand
If I simply kiss your hand
And say goodnight
Tomorrow they'll strap me down on a bed
And remove the top of my head
Which is why I don't think that now's the right time
To have too much hope
I may be a dope
But I don't think so
No, I don't think so
No, I don't think so
ROGER:
Would you ever, consider, lying close to me tonight
Could be exciting, I'm inviting you to sleep in my arms
Maybe we'll laugh to loud
Maybe we'll dance and you will sing
Maybe we'll smile at all the pleasures
Sex and eating often bring
Maybe we'll say no words
Just saying nothing is sublime
Maybe we'll read a book you always meant to read
For which you hadn't found the time
RHODA:
Oh God! Sorry...Hello...Hmm
Excuse me
But Bungee's calling to state
How though he know you're about to sedate
But by tomorrow at ten he needs the "Yes"� song
GORDON:
F**k Him!
RHODA:
He said no matter what he's going to rehearse the "Yes"� song
GORDON:
He'll wait
RHODA:
He said his son, Mr. Music, wrote a verse of the "Yes"� song
He is going to use if your song isn't finished
Tonight then, just disregard what he said
And sit and reminisce with Roger instead
If you get over anxious pick up a pen
Finish the song, maybe I'm wrong
But I don't think so
No, I don't think so
No, I don't think so
GORDON:
I'd love to love but need to write
I get distracted so damn easily!
They'll be other nights I'll have to sleep your arms
I should have done what I meant to do
I could have been what I meant to be
I could have written the score to a rise or a symphony
A simple symphony
A simple symphony
A simple symphony
Look it's my decision ok!
ROGER:
Forgetting the writing I'm inviting you to sleep in my arms
And if you snore
I'll let you snore
Maybe there's more!
Maybe there's more
Maybe we'll say no words
Just saying nothing is sublime
Maybe we'll read a book you always meant to read
RHODA:
Aren't you afraid that you'll lose this job?
What else will f**k you if you lose this job?
You need this job!
MIMI:
Nobody asked my opinion
But why don't you tell him
His was the best invitation
Why is he making such a scene?
While you sit discussing what you've got to discuss
I'm off to your place for a date with Mr. Clean, I love him!
Lie with the man
What are you stupid?
Go and fly with the man
At least tonight, go fly
While I depart in hope and not in sorrow
Goodbye my loves goodbye
Operation tomorrow
GORDON:
Tonight though could be my very last chance
To write a something I could be remembered by
It may not be a great song
But it could be my last song
And I hope you understand
If I simply kiss your hand
And say goodnight
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Change
Pennies or nickels or dimes.
We live in perilous times.
I don't aks you to treat me nice
I'm not asking for pleasant conversation.
I'm not asking for paradise.
All I'm asking for is change.
Hate me but don't kick my shins.
I'm where your kindness begins.
Please, folks, do not spend time with me.
I won't ask you to treat me like your mother.
I'm not asking for sympathy
All I'm asking for is change.
Change the government, kill the mayor.
It's not fair how lives evaporate
Change the system
That made us what we are
I don't ask for hugs.
Just need money to buy more drugs
And if you folks pay, i'll go away.
People walk by me with glee.
I am what they'll never be.
I don't ask you to tip your hat.
I don't ask that you notice what I'm wearing.
I could care less for things like that.
All I'm asking for is change.
Change.
Change.
Change.
Pennies or nickels or dimes
We live in perilous times.
We live in perilous times.
I don't aks you to treat me nice
I'm not asking for pleasant conversation.
I'm not asking for paradise.
All I'm asking for is change.
Hate me but don't kick my shins.
I'm where your kindness begins.
Please, folks, do not spend time with me.
I won't ask you to treat me like your mother.
I'm not asking for sympathy
All I'm asking for is change.
Change the government, kill the mayor.
It's not fair how lives evaporate
Change the system
That made us what we are
I don't ask for hugs.
Just need money to buy more drugs
And if you folks pay, i'll go away.
People walk by me with glee.
I am what they'll never be.
I don't ask you to tip your hat.
I don't ask that you notice what I'm wearing.
I could care less for things like that.
All I'm asking for is change.
Change.
Change.
Change.
Pennies or nickels or dimes
We live in perilous times.
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Yes
GORDON
Yes is a good word
No is a bad word
The preferred word
In any kind of situation
Is yes I can
Oh, yes I'd like to do that
Yes the world's increasingly absurd
Yes, yes
Yes is a good word
Yes, yes
Yes is a very special word
MR. BUNGEE
Yes I will do that
Yes I will go there
Yes I will live a good and a true life
Yes I'll survive
Whatever you throw at me
Yes the world is grand
When there's a moment
Grab it and shake it
Take it in your hand
Yes I will
Yes I can
Yes I might!
Yes I will put up an honest fight
OTHERS
Yes I'll be fearless
MR. BUNGEE
Yes I'll be fearless
OTHERS
Yes, I'll be honest
MR. BUNGEE
Yes, I'll be honest
OTHERS
Yes, I will live my life with emotion
MR. BUNGEE
Live with emotion
OTHERS
Yes, I'll have courage, chance, and devotion
ALL (Gordon is out of the picture now)
Yes, I will survive
MR. BUNGEE
Yes is the word that opens the door
To being most alive
ALL
Yes!
MR. BUNGEE
There's joy
ALL
Yes!
MR. BUNGEE
There's love
ALL
Yes!
MR. BUNGEE
Yes, there's zing!
OTHERS
Yes...
MR. BUNGEE
Yes, I absolutely have to sing
ALL
Yes, yes, yes
MR. BUNGEE
Is a good word
OTHERS
Yes, yes, yes
ALL
Yes, yes
Yes is a very special word
MR. BUNGEE
Except when a stranger says,
"Get into my car."
Say no
OTHERS
No!
MR. BUNGEE
Or when someone says,
"Would you like to lose your virginity?"
Someone with who you have
No affinity
Say no, no
No, no
OTHERS
No, no
No, no!
Yes is a good word
No is a bad word...
ONE GUY
The preferred wor...
MR. BUNGEE (spoken as everyone else is singing)
No, no.
No, no, no!
No, no, no!
What is this nonsense about virginity?
It's a goddamn children's show!
I never know what the hell you're writing about (all else is silent) Schwinn.
I want a song! A song, yes.
Yes, I will do my homework. Yes I will work in the garden.
Yes I will go with my grandparents to Israel.
Instead I get this nonsense about somebody
Who loses their virginity to those with whom they have no affinity.
Affinity! It's a goddamn children's show!
Alright, look. I know you're in the hospital. You've got this brain thing.
And you know what? I'm gonna get my son to write the song.
Where's my son?!
Where's my son?!
Where's my son?!
Yes is a good word
No is a bad word
The preferred word
In any kind of situation
Is yes I can
Oh, yes I'd like to do that
Yes the world's increasingly absurd
Yes, yes
Yes is a good word
Yes, yes
Yes is a very special word
MR. BUNGEE
Yes I will do that
Yes I will go there
Yes I will live a good and a true life
Yes I'll survive
Whatever you throw at me
Yes the world is grand
When there's a moment
Grab it and shake it
Take it in your hand
Yes I will
Yes I can
Yes I might!
Yes I will put up an honest fight
OTHERS
Yes I'll be fearless
MR. BUNGEE
Yes I'll be fearless
OTHERS
Yes, I'll be honest
MR. BUNGEE
Yes, I'll be honest
OTHERS
Yes, I will live my life with emotion
MR. BUNGEE
Live with emotion
OTHERS
Yes, I'll have courage, chance, and devotion
ALL (Gordon is out of the picture now)
Yes, I will survive
MR. BUNGEE
Yes is the word that opens the door
To being most alive
ALL
Yes!
MR. BUNGEE
There's joy
ALL
Yes!
MR. BUNGEE
There's love
ALL
Yes!
MR. BUNGEE
Yes, there's zing!
OTHERS
Yes...
MR. BUNGEE
Yes, I absolutely have to sing
ALL
Yes, yes, yes
MR. BUNGEE
Is a good word
OTHERS
Yes, yes, yes
ALL
Yes, yes
Yes is a very special word
MR. BUNGEE
Except when a stranger says,
"Get into my car."
Say no
OTHERS
No!
MR. BUNGEE
Or when someone says,
"Would you like to lose your virginity?"
Someone with who you have
No affinity
Say no, no
No, no
OTHERS
No, no
No, no!
Yes is a good word
No is a bad word...
ONE GUY
The preferred wor...
MR. BUNGEE (spoken as everyone else is singing)
No, no.
No, no, no!
No, no, no!
What is this nonsense about virginity?
It's a goddamn children's show!
I never know what the hell you're writing about (all else is silent) Schwinn.
I want a song! A song, yes.
Yes, I will do my homework. Yes I will work in the garden.
Yes I will go with my grandparents to Israel.
Instead I get this nonsense about somebody
Who loses their virginity to those with whom they have no affinity.
Affinity! It's a goddamn children's show!
Alright, look. I know you're in the hospital. You've got this brain thing.
And you know what? I'm gonna get my son to write the song.
Where's my son?!
Where's my son?!
Where's my son?!
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In The Middle Of The Room
Gordon:
Here I sit in the middle of the room,
I don't throw a fit,
And I don't start crying.
Nurses flit as they fiddle in the room.
It's a damn charade that I can't abide.
Froggy came, froggy went,
I resent his appearance.
Slicing veins, tricky shit!
That is what he said!
Fact remains I could soon be dead.
In the middle of my gloom, in the middle of my fright,
In the middle of my room, in the middle of the night.
Mimi:
Here I stand in the middle of the road,
Gordon:
In the middle of the room,
Mimi:
And I'm waiting for a car,
Gordon:
And I'm waiting for a shot.
Mimi:
To come along and kill me.
Gordon:
Nurse, please!
Mimi:
People ask why I'm standing in the road
Gordon:
Sitting in the room.
Mimi:
And I say because,
Gordon:
I'm afraid of what I've got.
Mimi:
I'm frightened he will die.
Gordon:
I'll die.
Gordon and Mimi:
Kill me please, straight ahead, make me dead, get it over with.
Mimi:
I just called to tell you every thing's gonna be alright.
Gordon:
Ma, you sound foolish.
Mimi:
Mother will protect, mothers gonna fix things,
anything that's wrecked, mothers gonna make things-
Gordon:
Mother! please, say goodbye, ma a heart to heart.
When I die, you can't fall apart.
Mimi:
What a stupid thing to say, rather stab me with a knife, what an ignorant display,
in the middle of your life, the middle of your, in the middle of your life.
Gordon:
It is not the middle of my life, mother! I'm dying!
Mimi:
I will see you tomorrow.
Here I sit in the middle of the room,
I don't throw a fit,
And I don't start crying.
Nurses flit as they fiddle in the room.
It's a damn charade that I can't abide.
Froggy came, froggy went,
I resent his appearance.
Slicing veins, tricky shit!
That is what he said!
Fact remains I could soon be dead.
In the middle of my gloom, in the middle of my fright,
In the middle of my room, in the middle of the night.
Mimi:
Here I stand in the middle of the road,
Gordon:
In the middle of the room,
Mimi:
And I'm waiting for a car,
Gordon:
And I'm waiting for a shot.
Mimi:
To come along and kill me.
Gordon:
Nurse, please!
Mimi:
People ask why I'm standing in the road
Gordon:
Sitting in the room.
Mimi:
And I say because,
Gordon:
I'm afraid of what I've got.
Mimi:
I'm frightened he will die.
Gordon:
I'll die.
Gordon and Mimi:
Kill me please, straight ahead, make me dead, get it over with.
Mimi:
I just called to tell you every thing's gonna be alright.
Gordon:
Ma, you sound foolish.
Mimi:
Mother will protect, mothers gonna fix things,
anything that's wrecked, mothers gonna make things-
Gordon:
Mother! please, say goodbye, ma a heart to heart.
When I die, you can't fall apart.
Mimi:
What a stupid thing to say, rather stab me with a knife, what an ignorant display,
in the middle of your life, the middle of your, in the middle of your life.
Gordon:
It is not the middle of my life, mother! I'm dying!
Mimi:
I will see you tomorrow.
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Throw It Out
MIMI:
Stupid books, all his reading,
his brains bleeding,
I know why
Cause of books they have made his brain explode
Damn these books, so much flotsam,
I could plotsum I distressed,
Who'd have guessed,
books would make his brain explode.
Book called mother courage,
always about mothers
what about the others, fathers and the brothers
Throw it out
Teres a mothers kisses, always it's the misses
Never its the tata, literary the schmata
Throw it out
If I don't throw out the books
I will throw myself out the window
a**hole, yesser he's an a**hole
How can he just sit there,
Thinking he will die
a**hole
where's his fight and vigor
this then is my rigorous reply
Book my Norman Mailer,
Throw it out, egotistic jew
how to meet a saylor, good son
throw it out, what's a mom to do
Search for Warren Harding who's he, show him out, I just keep discarding you'll see
Throw it out, and you'll come through
Here's what you'll do, throw it out
I trust he won't see me crying,
I'll keep on denying what's becoming clear
Tts just, even though he's dying
he will see me laugh and joke and snear
Throwing out is petty which i must admit, but it's deeply felt
Still i'm getting ready to deal with the sh*t I've been lately dealt.
Bye bye goes his trollop,
bye bye life sure packs a wollup which I won't deny, but will come through
Here's what we'll do
Throw it out
Long live what's mine,
screw all of Gertrude Stein
Throw
Throw
Throw
Throw
Throw it out
Stupid books, all his reading,
his brains bleeding,
I know why
Cause of books they have made his brain explode
Damn these books, so much flotsam,
I could plotsum I distressed,
Who'd have guessed,
books would make his brain explode.
Book called mother courage,
always about mothers
what about the others, fathers and the brothers
Throw it out
Teres a mothers kisses, always it's the misses
Never its the tata, literary the schmata
Throw it out
If I don't throw out the books
I will throw myself out the window
a**hole, yesser he's an a**hole
How can he just sit there,
Thinking he will die
a**hole
where's his fight and vigor
this then is my rigorous reply
Book my Norman Mailer,
Throw it out, egotistic jew
how to meet a saylor, good son
throw it out, what's a mom to do
Search for Warren Harding who's he, show him out, I just keep discarding you'll see
Throw it out, and you'll come through
Here's what you'll do, throw it out
I trust he won't see me crying,
I'll keep on denying what's becoming clear
Tts just, even though he's dying
he will see me laugh and joke and snear
Throwing out is petty which i must admit, but it's deeply felt
Still i'm getting ready to deal with the sh*t I've been lately dealt.
Bye bye goes his trollop,
bye bye life sure packs a wollup which I won't deny, but will come through
Here's what we'll do
Throw it out
Long live what's mine,
screw all of Gertrude Stein
Throw
Throw
Throw
Throw
Throw it out
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A Really Lousy Day In The Universe
LISA:
Hey mister! Hey you!
What are you looking so sad for?
ROGER:
Nothing, really nothing, absolutely nothing
How about some money?
LISA:
I can't refuse
I need new shoes and some pants
I need romance
What about you?
ROGER:
Tonight, after eight long hours he appeared
It was worse than the doctor had feared
And then the doctor said, "I hoped by now he'd be awake;
At least I thought he'd be awake. My mistake!"
Then I prodded him and poked him
And his mother started crying
And then Rhoda started yelling at the nurse
It was a really lousy day in the universe
LISA:
You love him
Too bad
What are you looking surprised for?
ROGER:
We hoped things would turn out better
LISA:
Things don't get better
They only seem to
Then they don't
Don't be surprised
When life turns out to be
A trashy old catastrophe
Hey mister!
It's all right
Life is a rotten occasion
ROGER:
Let me give you money
LISA:
Please forget the money
Please do not insult me
I'm not amused
ROGER:
But it's therapy
LISA:
I give therapy for free
I'm just glad to have a client finally
ROGER:
So I called his name and hugged him
But the jerk is in a coma
And his mother hopes he dies if he gets worse
It was a really lousy day in the universe
LISA:
They all are
They all are
Hey mister! Hey you!
What are you looking so sad for?
ROGER:
Nothing, really nothing, absolutely nothing
How about some money?
LISA:
I can't refuse
I need new shoes and some pants
I need romance
What about you?
ROGER:
Tonight, after eight long hours he appeared
It was worse than the doctor had feared
And then the doctor said, "I hoped by now he'd be awake;
At least I thought he'd be awake. My mistake!"
Then I prodded him and poked him
And his mother started crying
And then Rhoda started yelling at the nurse
It was a really lousy day in the universe
LISA:
You love him
Too bad
What are you looking surprised for?
ROGER:
We hoped things would turn out better
LISA:
Things don't get better
They only seem to
Then they don't
Don't be surprised
When life turns out to be
A trashy old catastrophe
Hey mister!
It's all right
Life is a rotten occasion
ROGER:
Let me give you money
LISA:
Please forget the money
Please do not insult me
I'm not amused
ROGER:
But it's therapy
LISA:
I give therapy for free
I'm just glad to have a client finally
ROGER:
So I called his name and hugged him
But the jerk is in a coma
And his mother hopes he dies if he gets worse
It was a really lousy day in the universe
LISA:
They all are
They all are
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Brain Dead
Person 1: Brain Dead
That' what I am lying here
I'm brain dead
what a mess i've got us into
brain dead
everybody's setting off alarms
(spoken) baby maybe lift my head up
I see
I just pulled a doozie
don't ask why me
roger pass the uzi
as the m.d
lifts me in his cruisy
chizzled arms
brain dead
stupid and thoughtless i
s what i am
'cause i'm brain dead
and god damn!
Brain dead
dressed up and we're chatting
and I'm Brain Dead
you deserve an explanation
Brain Dead
sitting in this resteraunt tonight
(spoken) Waiter, later, please we're talking
Person 2: I said
You have limitations darling
Person 1: Instead
Scream your accusations
don't be well bred
life ain't always happiness and light
I thought
if I could finish
a song or five
i'd be brain dead
but alive
(instumental)
Last scene:
Everyboy'd dancing
I take codeine
Lovers start romancing
there's a bright green
thing between you teeth dear
please, don't smile
(spoken) Watier, later, please we're fighting
Crash! Bang!
at this speed it's stimulating
Crash! Bang!
I'm out here hallucinating
Crash! Bang!
Actually I'm going out in style
That said please someone kill me
if i survive
'cause i'm brain dead and a
That' what I am lying here
I'm brain dead
what a mess i've got us into
brain dead
everybody's setting off alarms
(spoken) baby maybe lift my head up
I see
I just pulled a doozie
don't ask why me
roger pass the uzi
as the m.d
lifts me in his cruisy
chizzled arms
brain dead
stupid and thoughtless i
s what i am
'cause i'm brain dead
and god damn!
Brain dead
dressed up and we're chatting
and I'm Brain Dead
you deserve an explanation
Brain Dead
sitting in this resteraunt tonight
(spoken) Waiter, later, please we're talking
Person 2: I said
You have limitations darling
Person 1: Instead
Scream your accusations
don't be well bred
life ain't always happiness and light
I thought
if I could finish
a song or five
i'd be brain dead
but alive
(instumental)
Last scene:
Everyboy'd dancing
I take codeine
Lovers start romancing
there's a bright green
thing between you teeth dear
please, don't smile
(spoken) Watier, later, please we're fighting
Crash! Bang!
at this speed it's stimulating
Crash! Bang!
I'm out here hallucinating
Crash! Bang!
Actually I'm going out in style
That said please someone kill me
if i survive
'cause i'm brain dead and a
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Whenever I Dream
Whenever I dream, I dream pornographically explicit
I dream I'm a horse, which is probably a penis, but is it?
is it? I don't know.
Things that I think mean one thing sometimes do sometimes dont
The world is a confusing place to live in
But what I mean is, we get by
In my dreams, I'm always up and walking
Self assured, self decieved, not about to die
But when I wake its gone
And then I carry on
Whenever I dream, I dream I'm not writing something tawdry
I write about how I'm a cow, then I become my cousin Audrey
Tawdry? Yes it is.
Things that I think mean one thing sometimes do sometimes dont
The world is a confu-blah blah live in
But up there no one understands
In my dreams I'm all composed, composing
At the keys, symphonies drip from these two hands
But when I wake, its gone
And then I carry on
Whenever I dream, whenever I laugh, Whenever I scream, Whenever I eat,
Whenever I spring, Whenever I fart, Whenever I spring, Whenever I dream, Whenever I
dream, Whenever I dream, Whenever aye-yaye-yaye-yaye-yaye
Whenever I dream, whenever I laugh, whenever I spring, whenever I eat,
whenever I spring, whenever I fart, whenever I spring, whenever I dream, whenever I
dream, whenever I dream, Whenever aye-yaye-yaye-yaye-yah
I dream I'm a horse, which is probably a penis, but is it?
is it? I don't know.
Things that I think mean one thing sometimes do sometimes dont
The world is a confusing place to live in
But what I mean is, we get by
In my dreams, I'm always up and walking
Self assured, self decieved, not about to die
But when I wake its gone
And then I carry on
Whenever I dream, I dream I'm not writing something tawdry
I write about how I'm a cow, then I become my cousin Audrey
Tawdry? Yes it is.
Things that I think mean one thing sometimes do sometimes dont
The world is a confu-blah blah live in
But up there no one understands
In my dreams I'm all composed, composing
At the keys, symphonies drip from these two hands
But when I wake, its gone
And then I carry on
Whenever I dream, whenever I laugh, Whenever I scream, Whenever I eat,
Whenever I spring, Whenever I fart, Whenever I spring, Whenever I dream, Whenever I
dream, Whenever I dream, Whenever aye-yaye-yaye-yaye-yaye
Whenever I dream, whenever I laugh, whenever I spring, whenever I eat,
whenever I spring, whenever I fart, whenever I spring, whenever I dream, whenever I
dream, whenever I dream, Whenever aye-yaye-yaye-yaye-yah
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Eating Myself Up Alive
Richard:
Iґm eating myself up alive.
Learning to drink,
bitting my finger,
eat, eat, eat, eat,
eating myself up alive.
Iґm eating myself up alive.
Memories stink,
memories linger.
Eat, eat, eat, eat,
eating myself up alive.
Where the hellґs my sense of humor?
Nancy,Min.,Doctor&Lisa:
Oh. Ah.
Richard:
Where the hellґs my drive?
Watching TV,
Tossing in bed,
eating myself up alive.
Tell me the truth,
was it something I said?
Eating and eating and
eating myself up alive.
Nancy,Min.,Doctor&Lisa:
Eat, eat, eat.
Eat, eat, eat.
Eat, eat, eat.
Eat, eat, eat.
Richard:
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Eating myself up alive.
Nancy,Min.,Doctor&Lisa:
Eat, eat, eat.
Eat, eat, eat.
Eat, eat, eat.
Eat, eat, eating myself up alive!
Richard:
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Eating myself up alive.
Itґs awful to always be nice.
Sometimes I fail.
Sometimes Iґm stinky
Eat, eat, eat, eat,
eating myself up alive.
Iґm paying a terrible price.
Biting the nail
off of my pinky.
Eat, eat, eat, eat,
eating myself up alive.
If Iґve lost my sense of humor,
how will I survive?
Nancy,Min.,Doctor&Lisa:
Oh. Ah.
Richard:
Grinding my teeth,
throwing a fit,
eating myself up alive.
Nancy,Min.,Doctor&Lisa:
Eating myself up!
Richard:
Is there a food we adore more than chocolate?
Eating and eating and
eating myself up alive.
Nancy,Min.,Doctor&Lisa:
Eat, eat, eat.
Eat, eat, eat.
Eat, eat, eat.
Eat, eat, eat.
Richard:
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh. Spell it!
Nancy,Min.,Doctor&Lisa:
Eat, eat, eat.
Eat, eat, eat.
Eat, eat, eat.
Eat, eat, eat.
E-A-T-I-N-G!
M-Y-S-E-L-F_U-P!
A-L-I-V-E!
Richard:
Alive!
Nancy,Min.,Doctor&Lisa:
Alive!
E-A-T-I-N-G!
M-Y-S-E-L-F_U-P!
A-L-I-V-E!
Richard:
Alive! Alive!
Nancy,Min.,Doctor&Lisa:
Alive!
Eating myself up.
Eating myself up.
Richard:
Alive! Alive!
Nancy,Min.,Doctor&Lisa:
Eating myself up.
Eating myself up.
Eating myself up.
Eating myself up.
Richard:
Eating and eating and
eating and eating and
eating myself up alive.
Nancy,Min.,Doctor & Lisa: (Yeah!)
Iґm eating myself up alive.
Learning to drink,
bitting my finger,
eat, eat, eat, eat,
eating myself up alive.
Iґm eating myself up alive.
Memories stink,
memories linger.
Eat, eat, eat, eat,
eating myself up alive.
Where the hellґs my sense of humor?
Nancy,Min.,Doctor&Lisa:
Oh. Ah.
Richard:
Where the hellґs my drive?
Watching TV,
Tossing in bed,
eating myself up alive.
Tell me the truth,
was it something I said?
Eating and eating and
eating myself up alive.
Nancy,Min.,Doctor&Lisa:
Eat, eat, eat.
Eat, eat, eat.
Eat, eat, eat.
Eat, eat, eat.
Richard:
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Eating myself up alive.
Nancy,Min.,Doctor&Lisa:
Eat, eat, eat.
Eat, eat, eat.
Eat, eat, eat.
Eat, eat, eating myself up alive!
Richard:
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Eating myself up alive.
Itґs awful to always be nice.
Sometimes I fail.
Sometimes Iґm stinky
Eat, eat, eat, eat,
eating myself up alive.
Iґm paying a terrible price.
Biting the nail
off of my pinky.
Eat, eat, eat, eat,
eating myself up alive.
If Iґve lost my sense of humor,
how will I survive?
Nancy,Min.,Doctor&Lisa:
Oh. Ah.
Richard:
Grinding my teeth,
throwing a fit,
eating myself up alive.
Nancy,Min.,Doctor&Lisa:
Eating myself up!
Richard:
Is there a food we adore more than chocolate?
Eating and eating and
eating myself up alive.
Nancy,Min.,Doctor&Lisa:
Eat, eat, eat.
Eat, eat, eat.
Eat, eat, eat.
Eat, eat, eat.
Richard:
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh. Spell it!
Nancy,Min.,Doctor&Lisa:
Eat, eat, eat.
Eat, eat, eat.
Eat, eat, eat.
Eat, eat, eat.
E-A-T-I-N-G!
M-Y-S-E-L-F_U-P!
A-L-I-V-E!
Richard:
Alive!
Nancy,Min.,Doctor&Lisa:
Alive!
E-A-T-I-N-G!
M-Y-S-E-L-F_U-P!
A-L-I-V-E!
Richard:
Alive! Alive!
Nancy,Min.,Doctor&Lisa:
Alive!
Eating myself up.
Eating myself up.
Richard:
Alive! Alive!
Nancy,Min.,Doctor&Lisa:
Eating myself up.
Eating myself up.
Eating myself up.
Eating myself up.
Richard:
Eating and eating and
eating and eating and
eating myself up alive.
Nancy,Min.,Doctor & Lisa: (Yeah!)
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The Music Still Plays On
[MIMI]
I had a son
He was one of a kind
Son of a gun
We were too intertwined
I look damn good in a hat
My black dress hides the fact
I don't want sympathy
He was here and now he's gone
The music still plays on
I see the keys
And I freeze
No surprise
This is how he
Thinks I'll be
When he dies
I'll be gracious and aloof
Or I'll climb on the roof
Shouting obscenities
He was here and now he's gone
The music still plays on
The music still plays on
And on and on and on
Loud and fast and clear
The music still plays on
And on and on and on
Even though you're not here
My dear
Married too young
I was brash, I was bold
Married too young
And divorced far too old
Husband sleeker than a horse
He rears and flies off course
I liked his pedigree
Love is here and then it's gone
The music still plays on
The music still plays on
And on and on and on
As my men depart
The music still plays on
And on and on and on
Transmitted through my foolish heart
So, stay away
I'm okay, I'm ahead
What came to pass
One's an ass, one is dead
Love is stupid and it bleeds
It satisfies my needs
I think it's wonderful
Once it was wonderful
Love is here and then it's gone
The music still plays on
We were here and now we're gone
The music still plays on
And on and on
I had a son
He was one of a kind
Son of a gun
We were too intertwined
I look damn good in a hat
My black dress hides the fact
I don't want sympathy
He was here and now he's gone
The music still plays on
I see the keys
And I freeze
No surprise
This is how he
Thinks I'll be
When he dies
I'll be gracious and aloof
Or I'll climb on the roof
Shouting obscenities
He was here and now he's gone
The music still plays on
The music still plays on
And on and on and on
Loud and fast and clear
The music still plays on
And on and on and on
Even though you're not here
My dear
Married too young
I was brash, I was bold
Married too young
And divorced far too old
Husband sleeker than a horse
He rears and flies off course
I liked his pedigree
Love is here and then it's gone
The music still plays on
The music still plays on
And on and on and on
As my men depart
The music still plays on
And on and on and on
Transmitted through my foolish heart
So, stay away
I'm okay, I'm ahead
What came to pass
One's an ass, one is dead
Love is stupid and it bleeds
It satisfies my needs
I think it's wonderful
Once it was wonderful
Love is here and then it's gone
The music still plays on
We were here and now we're gone
The music still plays on
And on and on
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Dont Give In
Mr Bungee: (spoken)
Hey There Little Tadpoles!
Are We Having a Funjy Bunjy good time?
Come On! Lets Hip Hop On Over to my own
lillypad on this dark and miserable morning.
At least its dark and miserable here, and maybe its dark where you are to!
Uh Oh! Looks like somebody hasnt been listening to Mr. Bungee!
(Sung) When you wanna quit cause nothing works,
dont give in, quitting is the specialty of jerks, dont give in,
simply keep your focus on what lies ahead, dont play games, dont play dead, begin.
those who are marking time wake up,
life is a cause that you have to take up, dont give in.
When you think your dying, well ya aint,
all ya need's another coat of paint dont give in,
fix-a-this, and fix-a-that and you'll surmise, no more alibis why you didnt win,
what once borish, and hokey, now seems incredibly okey dokey, dont give in.
When your feeling low, maybe Spaghetti?
just as long as you continue on,
youll become more ready to confront the dark before the dawn
When you want to quit cause nothing works, dont give in,
quitting is the specialty of jerks dont give in! simply keep your
focus on what lies ahead
Roger: Dont Play Games
Rhoda: Dont Play Dead
Mom: Begin
Mr. Bungee: Those who are marking time Wake up!
Mom: Wake up
Rhoda: Wake Up
Mr Bungee: Life is a cause which you have to take up Dont Give In
Gordon: When you wanna quit cause nothing works, dont give in,
quitting is the specialty of
Mom: Gordon!
Mr Bungee:
Strange things happen more than you would guess dont give in,
when life seems an unforgiving mess dont give in,
Things go wrong you lose your way but dont dispair, just play fair,
and prepair to win, what once seemed wrong was now righted,
miserable people become delighted, dont give in
Hey There Little Tadpoles!
Are We Having a Funjy Bunjy good time?
Come On! Lets Hip Hop On Over to my own
lillypad on this dark and miserable morning.
At least its dark and miserable here, and maybe its dark where you are to!
Uh Oh! Looks like somebody hasnt been listening to Mr. Bungee!
(Sung) When you wanna quit cause nothing works,
dont give in, quitting is the specialty of jerks, dont give in,
simply keep your focus on what lies ahead, dont play games, dont play dead, begin.
those who are marking time wake up,
life is a cause that you have to take up, dont give in.
When you think your dying, well ya aint,
all ya need's another coat of paint dont give in,
fix-a-this, and fix-a-that and you'll surmise, no more alibis why you didnt win,
what once borish, and hokey, now seems incredibly okey dokey, dont give in.
When your feeling low, maybe Spaghetti?
just as long as you continue on,
youll become more ready to confront the dark before the dawn
When you want to quit cause nothing works, dont give in,
quitting is the specialty of jerks dont give in! simply keep your
focus on what lies ahead
Roger: Dont Play Games
Rhoda: Dont Play Dead
Mom: Begin
Mr. Bungee: Those who are marking time Wake up!
Mom: Wake up
Rhoda: Wake Up
Mr Bungee: Life is a cause which you have to take up Dont Give In
Gordon: When you wanna quit cause nothing works, dont give in,
quitting is the specialty of
Mom: Gordon!
Mr Bungee:
Strange things happen more than you would guess dont give in,
when life seems an unforgiving mess dont give in,
Things go wrong you lose your way but dont dispair, just play fair,
and prepair to win, what once seemed wrong was now righted,
miserable people become delighted, dont give in
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Sailing (Reprise)
I'd rather be sailing, yes, I would
On an open sea
I'd stand at the railing if I could
Feeling wild and free
The sun is on my neck, the wind is in my face
The water's incredibly blue
And I'd rather be sailing
Yes, I'd wanna go sail
And then come home to you
Sex is good but I'd rather be sailing
Food is nice but I'd rather be sailing
People are swell but I'd rather be sailing
Over the horizon
And I'd rather be sailing, yes, I would
On an open sea
I'd stand there inhaling if I could
Feeling wild and free
The sun is on my neck, the wind is in my face
The sea is incredibly blue
And I'd rather be sailing
Yes, I'd wanna go sail
And then come home to you
I'd rather be sailing
Yes, I'd wanna go sail
And then come home to you
On an open sea
I'd stand at the railing if I could
Feeling wild and free
The sun is on my neck, the wind is in my face
The water's incredibly blue
And I'd rather be sailing
Yes, I'd wanna go sail
And then come home to you
Sex is good but I'd rather be sailing
Food is nice but I'd rather be sailing
People are swell but I'd rather be sailing
Over the horizon
And I'd rather be sailing, yes, I would
On an open sea
I'd stand there inhaling if I could
Feeling wild and free
The sun is on my neck, the wind is in my face
The sea is incredibly blue
And I'd rather be sailing
Yes, I'd wanna go sail
And then come home to you
I'd rather be sailing
Yes, I'd wanna go sail
And then come home to you
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The Homeless Lady's Revenge
[LISA]
Books for sale! "The Selected Stories of Gertrude Stein" only two bucks!
We have books
All sorts of fiction
You can buy at a discount
As of this count 103 books
From classics to mystery
Also gay history here
On the street
Where do I get them?
I have my sources
Readers, divorces, lives go bad
Kids go to college
Mothers throw their books away
And mothers throw their books away
When mothers get mad
We have books
Handsome books
All the books displayed in my trolley
Poems, porno and whackery
Also some Thackeray here, here
On the street
[GORDON]
First day out
[ROGER]
Just to the bank and back
[GORDON]
I feel about eight
[ROGER]
Don't hyperventilate
It's normal out on the street
Informal, lively and sweet
[GORDON]
It's raining which I abhor
[ROGER]
Ahem, but you won't find him complaining anymore
[GORDON]
No, no more
[LISA]
We have books
[GORDON/ROGER]
Life is wonderful
[LISA]
Fancy books
[GORDON/ROGER]
Very wonderful
[LISA]
Kind of damp but still quite legible
James Bond up through Doctor O
World's Fair to Doctor No here
On the street
[GORDON]
I can't believe what I see
Half these books belong to me
Half these books
With my name on the cover
[ROGER]
Some with the name of your lover
[GORDON]
But you have found my books
You have found my history
Oh, you don't know what this means to me
It means to me I live
I live
(speaking) But I'm not paying for my own goddamn books so we'll just take 'em right now
[ROGER]
Lady Grace
Do you recognise my face?
[LISA]
Two bucks
[ROGER]
In an uninviting place
[LISA]
Two bucks
[ROGER]
I am someone who you've counseled once before
[LISA]
Don't touch them!
[ROGER]
Blink or somehow try to show
I am someone who you know
Please forgive me if I stand here to implore
But here's his whole library
Which I think is very, very well-worth fighting for
[LISA]
I don't care if you're the King of England
I don't care if you're a saint
It's two bucks!
[GORDON]
What?!
[LISA]
I don't care if life's a silly picnic
Which is something that it ain't
It's two bucks! Two bucks!
If you were my mother
Uno, dos!
[GORDON]
Oh, god...
[LISA]
Two bucks
If you were my dog
[ROGER]
Where did you find them?
[GORDON]
You're making me crazy
[LISA]
I have my sources
[GORDON]
She's making me crazy
[LISA]
Readers, divorces
[ROGER]
Oh, Jesus Christ!
[LISA]
When lives go bad
[GORDON]
But these are mine!
[LISA]
Not anymore, they're not!
And mothers throw their books away
[GORDON]
These are mine!
[LISA]
Mothers throw their books away
When mothers get mad
[GORDON]
What?
[LISA]
Come buy them!
[GORDON]
No, no, no, no, no, come back here, she's got my books!
[ROGER]
Gordo, Gordo, Gordo! Gordo, what are you doing? They're only books
[GORDON]
What am I doing?
Books for sale! "The Selected Stories of Gertrude Stein" only two bucks!
We have books
All sorts of fiction
You can buy at a discount
As of this count 103 books
From classics to mystery
Also gay history here
On the street
Where do I get them?
I have my sources
Readers, divorces, lives go bad
Kids go to college
Mothers throw their books away
And mothers throw their books away
When mothers get mad
We have books
Handsome books
All the books displayed in my trolley
Poems, porno and whackery
Also some Thackeray here, here
On the street
[GORDON]
First day out
[ROGER]
Just to the bank and back
[GORDON]
I feel about eight
[ROGER]
Don't hyperventilate
It's normal out on the street
Informal, lively and sweet
[GORDON]
It's raining which I abhor
[ROGER]
Ahem, but you won't find him complaining anymore
[GORDON]
No, no more
[LISA]
We have books
[GORDON/ROGER]
Life is wonderful
[LISA]
Fancy books
[GORDON/ROGER]
Very wonderful
[LISA]
Kind of damp but still quite legible
James Bond up through Doctor O
World's Fair to Doctor No here
On the street
[GORDON]
I can't believe what I see
Half these books belong to me
Half these books
With my name on the cover
[ROGER]
Some with the name of your lover
[GORDON]
But you have found my books
You have found my history
Oh, you don't know what this means to me
It means to me I live
I live
(speaking) But I'm not paying for my own goddamn books so we'll just take 'em right now
[ROGER]
Lady Grace
Do you recognise my face?
[LISA]
Two bucks
[ROGER]
In an uninviting place
[LISA]
Two bucks
[ROGER]
I am someone who you've counseled once before
[LISA]
Don't touch them!
[ROGER]
Blink or somehow try to show
I am someone who you know
Please forgive me if I stand here to implore
But here's his whole library
Which I think is very, very well-worth fighting for
[LISA]
I don't care if you're the King of England
I don't care if you're a saint
It's two bucks!
[GORDON]
What?!
[LISA]
I don't care if life's a silly picnic
Which is something that it ain't
It's two bucks! Two bucks!
If you were my mother
Uno, dos!
[GORDON]
Oh, god...
[LISA]
Two bucks
If you were my dog
[ROGER]
Where did you find them?
[GORDON]
You're making me crazy
[LISA]
I have my sources
[GORDON]
She's making me crazy
[LISA]
Readers, divorces
[ROGER]
Oh, Jesus Christ!
[LISA]
When lives go bad
[GORDON]
But these are mine!
[LISA]
Not anymore, they're not!
And mothers throw their books away
[GORDON]
These are mine!
[LISA]
Mothers throw their books away
When mothers get mad
[GORDON]
What?
[LISA]
Come buy them!
[GORDON]
No, no, no, no, no, come back here, she's got my books!
[ROGER]
Gordo, Gordo, Gordo! Gordo, what are you doing? They're only books
[GORDON]
What am I doing?
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Time
[GORDON]
Everything's changed
And nothing's changed
So on this new day
Let's begin from scratch
[ROGER]
The pleasure's mine
I give you time
I give you time to screw around
I give you time
I give you time to kiss the ground
I give you time
I give you time to value what you found
But most of all my friend
I give you time
Everything's changed
And nothing's changed
So on this new day
Let's begin from scratch
[ROGER]
The pleasure's mine
I give you time
I give you time to screw around
I give you time
I give you time to kiss the ground
I give you time
I give you time to value what you found
But most of all my friend
I give you time
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Time And Music
Stories of Mothers,
Stories of Boyfriends,
And tales of how romance survives.
(I give you Time)
Stories of Living,
Of almost forgiving,
And poor, unsuccessful and fat people's lives.
But you gotta have time and music.
You gotta have time and music.
Time and music get along.
You gotta have time and music
You gotta have time and music
You gotta have time and music
Time and music make a song.
Oh you gotta have time
(G2: Time)
and music
(M: Everybody gotta have time and music)
(G: Time and music)
(G2: You gotta have time)
You gotta have time and music
(G: Time and music)
(M: You gotta have time and music)
(G2: Time)
(M: Or you're never gunna get along)
Time and music get along.
(M: No, no no no no have time)
(G: You gotta have some time and music.
yeah yeah yeah)
(G2: You'll always get along with your time and music)
Oh you gotta have time
(G2: Time)
and music
(M: Everybody gotta have time and music)
(G: Time and music)
(G2: You gotta have time)
You gotta have time and music
(G: Time and music)
(M: You gotta have time)
Time and music make.
Time and music make.
Time and music make.
Make a song
Make a song
Make a song
Stories of Boyfriends,
And tales of how romance survives.
(I give you Time)
Stories of Living,
Of almost forgiving,
And poor, unsuccessful and fat people's lives.
But you gotta have time and music.
You gotta have time and music.
Time and music get along.
You gotta have time and music
You gotta have time and music
You gotta have time and music
Time and music make a song.
Oh you gotta have time
(G2: Time)
and music
(M: Everybody gotta have time and music)
(G: Time and music)
(G2: You gotta have time)
You gotta have time and music
(G: Time and music)
(M: You gotta have time and music)
(G2: Time)
(M: Or you're never gunna get along)
Time and music get along.
(M: No, no no no no have time)
(G: You gotta have some time and music.
yeah yeah yeah)
(G2: You'll always get along with your time and music)
Oh you gotta have time
(G2: Time)
and music
(M: Everybody gotta have time and music)
(G: Time and music)
(G2: You gotta have time)
You gotta have time and music
(G: Time and music)
(M: You gotta have time)
Time and music make.
Time and music make.
Time and music make.
Make a song
Make a song
Make a song
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I Feel So Much Spring
Frogs have so much spring within them
Jump, frog, jump
Jump so high you split your tights
I feel so much spring within me
Blow winds blow
Spring has just begun
And somethings taking way within me
What was dark so long had felt like winter
Finally, there's sun
And so I sing
That I feel so much spring
I feel so much dawn around me
Sun comes up
Rotten times have been and gone
And dawn is much around me
Birds are whistling
For their crazy mama
Flowers join in song
I hear them sing
And I feel so much spring
In this mood
I hear music
I dance nude
And won't close the blinds
I think I'm finally losing my mind
And I feel so much spring within me
Blow winds blow
Spring
Has just begun
And somethings taking way within me
What was dark so long has felt like winter
Finally, there's sun
Finally
There's sun
I feel so much spring
Blow winds blow
Spring has just begun
Something's taking way
What was dark so long has felt like winter
Finally, there's sun
There is sun
And so I sing
That I feel so much spring
I feel so much spring
I feel so much spring
I feel so much spring
I feel so much spring
I feel so much spring
I feel so much spring
I feel so much spring
Time and music
I feel so much spring
Time and music
I feel so much spring
Time and music
I feel so much spring
Jump, frog, jump
Jump so high you split your tights
I feel so much spring within me
Blow winds blow
Spring has just begun
And somethings taking way within me
What was dark so long had felt like winter
Finally, there's sun
And so I sing
That I feel so much spring
I feel so much dawn around me
Sun comes up
Rotten times have been and gone
And dawn is much around me
Birds are whistling
For their crazy mama
Flowers join in song
I hear them sing
And I feel so much spring
In this mood
I hear music
I dance nude
And won't close the blinds
I think I'm finally losing my mind
And I feel so much spring within me
Blow winds blow
Spring
Has just begun
And somethings taking way within me
What was dark so long has felt like winter
Finally, there's sun
Finally
There's sun
I feel so much spring
Blow winds blow
Spring has just begun
Something's taking way
What was dark so long has felt like winter
Finally, there's sun
There is sun
And so I sing
That I feel so much spring
I feel so much spring
I feel so much spring
I feel so much spring
I feel so much spring
I feel so much spring
I feel so much spring
I feel so much spring
Time and music
I feel so much spring
Time and music
I feel so much spring
Time and music
I feel so much spring
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A New Brain is a musical with music and lyrics by William Finn and book by Finn and James Lapine. Though many of Finn's previous musicals are to some extent autobiographical, A New Brain deals directly with his own harrowing experience with an arteriovenous malformation and the healing power of art. The hero of the musical, Gordon Schwinn, worries that he may not live to complete his work. Finn wrote many of the songs soon after his release from the hospital. The musical premiered Off-Broadway in 1998 and has been revived in the U.S., England and elsewhere.
-Wikipedia
Genre(s):
Musical -Wikipedia
Released: December 31st, 1995
Year: 1995
