Lyrics: Red hat girl: Oi, new Kids! So you think your Able, To survive this mess by Being a prince or a princess, you will soon C, Its an escaping trageDY. and Even, if you put in heaps of F-fort, your just wasting enerGY, cuz your life, as you know it, is Hncient history. Students: I have suffered in this Jail, Ive been trapped inside this Kage for ages, its living L, but if i try i can reMember, right before my life has Nded, before my happy days were Over, before i first heard the Pling, of the bell. Secondary: Like you i was Qrious, too innocent i Rsk a thousand questions but unlESS you want to suffer listen up and i will Tch you, a thing or two. U listen here, my dear you'll be punished so seVerely if you step out of line and if you cry it will be W should stay out of trouble and remember to be Xtremely carful. (Lavender: Y? Secondary:Y? Y? Didn't you hear what we said? Just you wait for Phys Z.

[ZINNIA, cantado] Algum momento, tu, meu bem Tropeçou no seu salto Mas não se culpe agora Chega aqui! Você pensa que o povo só "gosta" dos "esperto" É fofo sim É lindo, mas ERROU! Ninguém gosta de quem fala que sabe das "coisa" que "nois sabe" não Para ter atenção Não use os seus "livro" Use seu corpão! Tendeu? O mundo atualizou Tem que se soltar... MAIS! [ENSEMBLE, cantado] MAIS! MAIS! MAIS! [ZINNIA, cantado] Linda, vá além do banal E mostrar e como faz! [ENSEMBLE, cantado] MAIS! MAIS! MAIS! [ZINNIA, cantado] Com menos Pliê, Com mais Saltão Com menos Privê, Com mais Tesão Com menos Saber, Mais Mega-Hair Com menos Perder, Com muito Derriére! Nunca vai dançar se cê ficar parada Você é mais! Se jogue numa balada Não vão te ver se não brilhar Nunca vão te ouvir se não gritar! Nunca se esconda atrás de um véu Pegue seu cabelo e dance o Creu! Você tem que mostrar o que é bom Mesmo que o seu dom não seja bom Se solte bem mais! (MAIS! MAIS! MAIS!) Chegou a hora de você se mostrar E provar ser capaz! UI! Com menos "Ui, Ui", Com mais Tcharam Com menos "Psiu", Com mais "Shazam!" Com menos roupas de um ET Com muito mais Tchê-tchê-re-tchê-tchê-tchê-tchê! [ZINNIA, falado] Ai, eu tô linda! Você não! [ZINNIA, cantado] Nunca vai dançar se tiver a perna bamba! [RUDOLPHO, cantado] Nunca vão te amar se não souber dançar samba! [ZINNIA, cantado] Todo mundo gosta de um toque de brega [RUDOLPHO, cantado] Saber fazer conta, ninguém vai ligar [ZINNIA, cantado] Tão todos nem aí se você sabe ler! [RUDOLPHO, cantado] Depende, se você se achar por não saber [ZINNIA/RUDOLPHO, cantado] Com menos pra falar, então grite bem alto Com menos pra calçar, então bote um salto Se quiser cantar, então cante com agudo Com menos pra usar, use algo curto! Levanta, mulher! Levanta, vai se soltar mais! [ENSEMBLE, cantado] MAIS! MAIS! MAIS! MAIS! MAIS! MAIS! MAIS!!! [RUDOLPHO, falado] SEUS JUIZES! [ZINNIA, falado] Dança dos "Famoso"! Ai que babado, aí que loucura! Na boquinha da garrafa! Mucho Gusto Ai que vibe loca! [ZINNIA/RUDOLPHO/ ENSEMBLE, cantado] Se solte bem mais! [ZINNIA, falado] Airton Senna do Brasil! [ZINNIA/RUDOLPHO/ ENSEMBLE, cantado] Mostre como faz! [ZINNIA, falado] E o quê?! Chegou a hora de você se mostrar [ZINNIA/RUDOLPHO/ ENSEMBLE, cantado] E provar ser capaz! [ZINNIA, cantado] Paz! paz! paz! É esperta? Que merda! [ZINNIA/RUDOLPHO/ ENSEMBLE, cantado] Mais, mais, mais, mais, mais, mais, mais, mais! [ZINNIA, cantado] MAIS! SE SOLTE BEM MAIS!

Can you redo epic🙏🏽

Now you know, skibidi that cameraman is not your friend We are your friends And we're going to make him pay You know what friends do? They've got your back and they're fun to mew around Whoa-ooh, whoa-ooh, whoa When someone hurts you then they attack And rizz your the camera in the ground Whoa-ooh, whoa-ooh, whoa Imagine a TikTok rizz party With carnival playing And there's a magic act that saws cameraman in half And this is what I’m saying Now that's a party A tiktok rizz party A party that ends With sweaty white teenager boys Whoa-ooh, whoa-ooh, whoa A tiktok rizz party With blue tie kid And we’re all sweaty but we like it For this to work You're gonna have to pretend like you still like their parties Can you do it? hey, quandale dingle Hey, I just wanted to tell you that blue tie kid doesn’t wanna invite you anymore He says your too sweaty for the parties but that you can record the TikTok’s I get it, I just hope I can still have fun with you guys Aw, of course It's a tiktok rizz party A party that ends With skibidi slicers a tiktok rizz party with your two best friends And I end up with quandle dingle when he’s gone Yes sir! end up with quandale dinglewhen she's gone What's blue tie kid doing? What's blue tie kid wearing? Is he carnival dancing? Blue tied kid, blue tie kid he has everything He gets everything Blue tie kid blue tie kid blue tie kid Next, we take away blue tie kid’s only achievement, being sweaty at parties What is that? Ugh, I'm so sweaty and disgusting I just use these super cool fans when I need to cool down I need to cool down Bring me a whole bunch of them A tiktok rizz party a party that ends With somebody hot and sweaty And no more dancing A TikTok rizz party with your two best friends It's like a party with skibidi blue tie kids not sweating Sweaty? Hes not getting It’s really upsetting Blue tie kid blue tie kid he has everything He gets everything Blue tie kid blue tie kid blue tie kid We got to go harder If we could get blue tie kid to think that quandale dingle is mad at him I won't do that, quandale dingle is fragile Exactly, if we crack him he will spill something we could use Shh, here he comes Don’t stop mewing you look like gigs Chad when u mew Cady, would you please tell him he looks like gigs Chad when he’s mewing You look like gigs Chad when ur mewing Um, thanks, I'll see you at the rizzz party At every party, there might be a drop Where the rizz just stops Whuh-oh, whuh-oh, whuh-oh You might be thinking it's late we should go And everyone is so hot No, no, no I can't even watch when he dances at these TikTok rizz parties Blue tie kid needs to be stopped Sorry, quandale , I swear we'll get our party now One skibidi slicer , please A TikTok rizz party! A party that ends with blue tie kid being stopped He has everything He gets everything Blue tie kid blue tie kid blue tie kid A skibidi slicer for Shane omen He gets everything And one for Cady Heron He gets everything Four for Glen Coco, you go Glen Coco Glen Coco, Glen Coco, Glen Coco And none for Gretchen Wieners, bye Who sent that? Aw, it's from Blue tie kid blue tie kid blue tie kid Thanks for being a such a great rizzler Caulk! Caulk! Caulk! I mean nice I mean, gimme it I mean okay, well, if you and Regina are rizzlers now You can be in charge of keeping all his secrets For example, he invited you to the parties just to make fun of ur dancing 'Cause he knew your not a good dancer And he doesn’t actually know grimace shake personally he just says he does Also he told me that he uses spritzer to make himself look sweaty He’s never that sweaty actually He lies to everyone But he doesn’t bring it to every party, right? No, he does! And I never told anybody because I'm such a good rizzler A TikTok rizz party A party that ends with blue tie kid getting schemed A TikTok rizz party He gets everything With your two rizzlers He gets everything We’re gonna rizz em up and become mean He gets everything We’re gonna rizz em up and be mean Blue tie kid blue tie kid We’re gonna rizz em up and become mean We’re gonna rizz em up and become mean!

1:53

Somewhere along the way, my dear You've made an awful error You oughtn't blame yourself now Come along You seem to think that people Like people, what are clever It's very quaint, it's very sweet But wrong! People don't like smarty pants What go 'round claiming That they know stuff We don't know Now, here's a tip What you know matters less Than the volume with which What you don't know's expressed Content, has never been less important So you have got to be... Loud (loud, loud, loud) Girl, you've got to learn to stand out And stick out from the crowd (crowd, crowd, crowd) A little less flat A lot more heel A little less fact A lot more feel A little less brains A lot more hair A little less head A lot more derriere No-one's going to tell you when to shake your tush well You've got a light, don't hide it under a bushel Oh, no-one's going to look if you don't stand out No-one's going to listen if you don't shout No-one's going to care if you don't care So go and put some highlights in your hair 'Cause you've gotta highlight what you've got Even if what you've got is not a lot You've gotta be loud (loud, loud, loud) You've gotta give yourself permission to shine To stand out and be proud (proud, proud, proud) A little less "bzz" A lot more "zing" A little less "pshh" A lot more "schwang" A little less dressing like your mum A little more bam-bam-bam ba-da-bum Oh, I look nice You don't! No-one's going to tell you when to wiggle your bam-ba No-one's going to love you if you don't know the rhumba Everyone loves a little something exotic But learning a language is over the top it It doesn't really matter if you don't know, knownt As long as you don't know it with a bitter clout The less you have to sell, the harder you sell it! The less you have to say, the louder you yell it! The dumber the act, the bigger the confession! The less you have to show, the larger you dress it! You gotta get up! You gotta get up and be Loud (loud, loud, loud)x7 You gotta be loud Stand out from the crowd Are you listening? You've got to be loud (loud, loud, loud) Oooh! Stand out from the crowd, crowd, crowd Think you’re clever? Whatever Loud, loud, loud, loud, loud, loud, loud, loud, loud, loud, loud, loud Ah, you gotta be Loud!

(4 measures and one beat before Pierre starts singing btw) [PIERRE] Ah, Anatole! Where are you off too? [ANATOLE] Pierre, good man Tonight I go away, on an adventure You’ll not be seeing me for some time I’ve found a new pleasure And I’m taking her away I’ll send you a letter from Poland [PIERRE] Ha! An elopement! Fool, you are married already! [ANATOLE] Don’t talk to me of that! I will not deprive myself of this one! Tonight! I take her tonight! Lend me fifty rubles? [PIERRE] Ah, that's a true sage Living in the moment What I wouldn’t give to be like him! [DOLOKHOV] The plan for Natalie Rostova’s abduction Had all been arranged and the preparations made On the day that Sonya decided to save her That was the day that the game was to be played Natasha was to be on her back porch at ten Anatole and his troika would scoop her up and then They’d ride forty miles to the village of Kamenka Where an unfrocked priest was to make ’em get wed Then back into the troika off they’d go Take the Poland highroad to the wedding bed [ANATOLE] Passports, horses, ten thousand rubles I have taken from my sister And another ten thousand raised with Dolokhov’s help [DOLOKHOV] We were gathered in my study drinking up some tea Just Anatole, the two wedding witnesses, and me An abacus and paper money strewn on the desk Persian rugs and bearskins hanging grotesque Anatole was walking with his uniform unbuttoned Walking to and fro To and fro To and fro [ANATOLE & DOLOKHOV] To and fro To and fro To and fro To and fro [DOLOKHOV] Now wait! You better Just Give it up now Why dontcha While there’s still time! You’d really better drop it all Give it up now! While there’s still time! Do you know? [ANATOLE] What, teasing again? Fool don’t talk nonsense! Go to the devil! Eh? Really this is no time for your stupid jokes [DOLOKHOV] I am not joking, I am talking sense This is serious business, a dangerous business Come here, come here, come here Anatole! Why would I joke about it? Me of all people Who found the priest, raised the money, got the passports, got the horses? [ANATOLE] And well I thank you for it Do you think I am not grateful? [DOLOKHOV] And now you’ll carry her away but will they let it stop there? You haven’t thought this through or do you just don’t care? Now listen to me tell it to you one last time They will take you to the court and convict you for your crime Already married and you’re playing with a little girl Don’t you know, don’t you think, don’t you know? [ANATOLE] Nonsense, nonsense! I’m scowling and grimacing Didn’t I explain it to you, didn’t I, what? [DOLOKHOV] And here Anatole With the stubborn attachment small-minded people have For conclusions they’ve worked out for themselves Repeated his argument to me for the hundredth time [ANATOLE] If this marriage isn’t valid Then I’m off the hook But if it is valid, it really doesn’t matter! No one abroad is gonna know a thing about it Isn’t that so now don’t you know? Don’t talk to me, don’t don’t what what Ah go to hell now I’m clutching my hair! It’s the very devil! Here, feel how it beats! Ah ma chere, ma chere Quel pied, quel regard! What a foot she has, what a glance! A goddess! And my handsome lips Mutter something tender to myself It’s time! It’s time! Now then! Nearly ready? You’re dawdling! The driver is here The driver is here Balaga is here!

Truth, Beauty, Freedom Love Never knew I could feel like this Like I've never seen the sky before I want to vanish inside your kiss Every day I love you more and more Listen to my heart Can you hear it sing? Telling me to give you everything Season may change, winter to spring But I love you until the end of time And there is no mountain too high No river too wide Sing out this song I will be there by your side Storm clouds may gather, stars may collide But I love you until the end of time Come what may Come what may I will love you until my dying day Come what may Hey sister go sister soul sister flow sister

2:30-3:07

I'm singing for my friend's birthday tomorrow and I'm hoping she enjoys it

This school of late has started reeking Quiet, maggots, when I'm speaking! Reeking with a most disturbing scent Only the finest nostrils smell it But I know it oh-too-well It is the odour of rebellion It's the bouquet of dissent! And you may bet your britches This headmistress Finds this foul odiferousness Wholly olfactorily insulting And so to stop the stench's spread I find a session of Phys Ed Sorts the merely rank from the revolting The smell of rebellion comes out in the sweat And Phys Ed will get you sweating And it won't be long before I smell the pong Of aiding and abetting! A bit of phys. Ed. Will tell us who Has a head full of rebellious thoughts Hold! Hold! Just like a rotten egg floats To the top of a bucket of water The smell of rebellion! The stench of revolt! The reek of insubordination! (I can't take it anymore! One, two, three, four0 The whiff of resistance! The pong of dissent! The funk of mutiny in action! (That's not right!) Before a weed becomes too big and greedy You really need to nip it in the bud Position two Before the worm starts to turn You must scrape off the dirt And rip it from the mud! The whiff of insurgence! The stench of intent! The reek of pre-pubescent protest! (But that's not right!) (One, two, three, four) The funk of defiance! The odour of coup! The waft of anarchy in progress! (I can't take it anymore!) Once we've exercised these demons They shall be too pooped for dreaming! Some double-time discipline Should stop the rot from setting in! All right, let's step it up. Double-time! One, two, three, four! Discipline Discipline For children who aren't listening For midgets who are fidgeting And whispering in history Their chattering and chittering Their nattering and twittering Is tempered with a smattering of Discipline We must begin insisting On rigidity and discipline Persistently resisting This anarchistic mischieving These minutes you are frittering On pandering and pitying While little ones like this They just want discipline The simpering and whimpering The dribbling and the spittling The Miss, I need a tissue Is an issue we can fix There is no mystery to mastering The art of classroom mistressing It's discipline, discipline, discipline! The smell of rebellion! The stench of revolt! The reek of pre-pubescent plotting! The whiff of resistance! The pong of dissent! The funk of moral fibre rotting! Imagine a world with no children Close your eyes and just dream Imagine, come on, try it The peace and the quiet A babbling stream Now imagine a woods with a cottage And inside that cottage we find A dwarf called Zeke, a carnival freak Who can fold paper hats with his mind And he says: Don't let them steal your horses! No! Don't let them throw them away! No! If you find your way through They'll be waiting for you Singing 'neigh neigh'! She's mad! Aha! And there, just like I said The stinking maggot rears his head Even the squittiest, piteous mess Can harbour seeds of stinkiness Have you ever seen anything more repellent? Have you ever smelled anything worse Than that smell of rebellion? The stench of revolt! The reek of insubordination! The whiff of resistance! The pong of dissent! Discipline, discipline No more whispering Children need discipline Cut out their whimpering If you're micheiving She'll sniff you out Without a doubt She's a snout in a million Discipline, discipline No more whispering Children need discipline Cut out their whimpering And I will not stop till you are squashed! Till this rebellion is quashed! Till glorious, sweaty discipline has washed This sickening scent Away!

gretchen’s part is my favorite

Antes Amos eu namorava um contrabandista de bebidas muito feio ele adorava sair para me exibir para as pessoas. Caras feios adoram isso. Então, saiu no jornal: bandido é visto no chevito com uma bela garota de cabelos loiros. - Era eu - Eu recortei e guardei. Agora olha so: Roxie arrebata Chicago! Eu vou falar a verdade, não que a verdade faça alguma diferença, mas, eu vou falar assim mesmo... Acontece que eu já sou mais velha do que eu gostaria de ser e a minha vida inteira eu queria ser dançarina de vaudeville ter o meu próprio show, mas não! não! não! o mundo era cheiro de nãos é a vida, então apareceu Amos que nunca diz: não, tem que se apaixonar por caras assim você não acha? Mas no quesito cama... Amos... era... 0 ele fazia amor comigo como se concertasse um carburador ou algo assim, mas, com toda essa publicidade eu ainda posso entrar para o vaudeville e agora eu tenho um mundo cheio de sims As bocas todas vão dizer um nome só Roxie As mãos cansadas de escrever um nome só Roxie Eu vou virar uma superstar Meio deusa e fêmea fatal Em todos os jornais, demais Dos pés à testa, a teta e tal Eis que a mulher do trapalhão chegou aqui Roxie O crime pode compensar Na arte de matar alguém Só tem um nome, mais ninguém Roxie Hart Eu vou ter um show muito chique só para mim e vou arranjar um rapaz para me ajudar alguém para me levantar e mostrar para plateia. Eu quero dois rapazes... Pense grande Roxie... Eu vou querer mesmo...É um montão de rapazes! As filas dobram o quarteirão Pois vem ai: Roxie Autografar pra multidão um beijo meu Roxie E vou entrar com mais um colar Cintilando até a ponta dos pés Um anel, outro anel Onde mais couber anel Na proa, popa, no convés Sou uma estrela amada pelas plateias eu amo a todos porque todos me amam e a gente se ama muito, isso porque nenhum de nós teve amor suficiente na infância, e isso é show business! O tédio já ficou pra trás Cheguei aqui Roxie! Chegou com tudo e vai ficar Pois já não tem mais pra ninguém A luz agora é só pra quem? Roxie, Roxie Hart Roxie! Roxie! Roxie! Roxie!

4:12 my fav part!!!

Eu faço o bem Eu faço o mal Mas ele não vê Cego total Só sabe amar Meu bolo fofo, meu bem Se eu to feliz Se eu to no chão Não larga de mim Uma espécie de cão Só sabe amar Meu bolo fofo, meu bem E não é chique Nem tem fisique Seu raciocínio é nenhum Mas seu coração É super grandão Bem maior que a soma Dos seus quilos mais um E quem melhor do que eu Conhece o que é meu? Meu protetor, vem me salvar Sofrendo por mim no meu lugar Só sabe amar E esse amor me cai bem Meu bolo doce, fofo, lindo, meu bem (...) Só sabe amar Meu bolo fofo, meu bem (...) Só sabe amar Meu bolo fofo, meu bem (...) Seu raciocínio é nenhum! (...) E já começa a falar Já vai me sujar Olha o bundão Zomba de mim Por que é que ele tem que ser burro assim? Vão me estrangular E eu sei que devo a quem Ao chato, chocho, porco, gordo, meu bem

Lá vem Billy! Cadê Billy? Quem quer Billy? Mais, mais Billy! B-I-L-Y Quem não quer? Ele é nosso galã E vai ficar Com quem quiser (...) Não me importa o brilho de um anel Um colar, um chapéu Pra mim, meu bem Só importa o coração Esse é meu lema! (Esse é seu lema!) Se a gravata é seda ou é cetim Tanto faz, pois pra mim Pra mim, meu bem Só importa o coração (Só importa o coração) Um olhar sofredor, suplicando Por favor Eu derreto de emoção, pois Isso vale mais do que um milhão Não importa o novo arranha-céu Mil salões, grande hotel Pra mim, meu bem Só importa o coração (Só importa o coração) “ - Talvez vocês pensem que eu estou falando do amor físico. Mas não é só isso. Não é apenas o amor físico. Existem outras formas de amor como: amor pela justiça. Amor pelos trâmites legais. Amor por ajudar alguém que realmente precisa de você. Amor pelo seu semelhante. É destas formas de amor que eu estou falando... E amor físico também, que ninguém é de ferro!” Sabe meu bem Só importa o coração (Esse é seu lema) Deus sabe bem Só importa o coração (Só importa o coração) Emoção pelo ar E os cabelos a voar Que delícia de paixão Ver as jovens fora da prisão Yeah... Não, não importa O carro em que eu chegar Charutos que eu vou fumar Pra mim, meu bem Só me importa mesmo Sempre a justiça Pegar o vilão Ver o algoz caído no chão O que importa é o coração!

My sister and I had an act that couldn't flop My sister and I were headed straight fo the top My sister and I earned a thou a week at least Oh, sure! But my sister is now, unfortunately, deceased Oh, I know it's sad, of course But a fact is still a fact And now all that remains Is the remains Of a perfect double act! Roxie, do you know you are exactly the same Size as my sister? oh, you would fit in her wardrobe Perfectly. look, why don't I just show you some of The act, huh? watch this. Now you have to imagine This with two people. It's swell with two people. First I'd (Drums!) Then she'd (Saxophone!) Then we'd (Together!) But I can't do it alone! Then she'd Then I'd Then we But I can't do it alone! She'd say, "what's your sister like? " I'd say, "men, " Yuk, yuk, yuk She'd say, "you're the cat's meow" Then we'd wow the crowd again When she'd go I'd go We'd go And then those ding-dong daddies started to roar Whistled, stomped and stamped on the floor Yelling, sreaming, begging for more. And we'd say, "o.k. fellas, keep your socks up. You ain't seen nothin' yet!" But I simply cannot do it alone! Well? what did ya' think? come on, you can say. O.k., o.k. the first part can always be rewritten. But the second part was really nifty. watch this. Then she'd (See, get it, right?) Then I'd (Then I'd kick really high) Then we'd, But I can't do it alone! She'd say, "what state's chicago in?" I'd say, "ill!" Did ya' get that? She'd say, "turn your motor off" I can hear 'em cheerin' still When she'd go, I'd go, We'd go (Sideways!) And then those two-bit johnnies did it up brown To cheer the best attraction in town They nearly tore the balcony down And we'd say. "o.k. fellas, o.k., We're goin' home, but here's a few more partin' shots!" And this, this we did in perfect unison. Now, you've seen me goin' through it It may seem there's nothin' to it But I simply cannot do it Alone! Like the deserted bride on her wedding night All alone and shaking with fright With her brand new hubby nowhere in sight I simply cannot do it alone

2:00 2:56

SO YOU THINK YOUR ABLE. START | \/

0:33 timestap for myself

Omg thx so much I’ve been looking for an instrumental version of survive to use as background music in a dnd campaign and I finally find this thx so much

Painfully Beautiful

Overview Lyrics Videos Listen Artists Main Results This school of late has started reeking Quiet, maggots, when I'm speaking! Reeking with a most disturbing scent Only the finest nostrils smell it But I know it oh-too-well It is the odour of rebellion It's the bouquet of dissent! And you may bet your britches This headmistress Finds this foul odiferousness Wholly olfactorily insulting And so to stop the stench's spread I find a session of Phys Ed Sorts the merely rank from the revolting The smell of rebellion comes out in the sweat And Phys Ed will get you sweating And it won't be long before I smell the pong Of aiding and abetting! A bit of phys. Ed. Will tell us who Has a head full of rebellious thoughts Hold! Hold! Just like a rotten egg floats To the top of a bucket of water The smell of rebellion! The stench of revolt! The reek of insubordination! (I can't take it anymore! One, two, three, four0 The whiff of resistance! The pong of dissent! The funk of mutiny in action! (That's not right!) Before a weed becomes too big and greedy You really need to nip it in the bud Position two Before the worm starts to turn You must scrape off the dirt And rip it from the mud! The whiff of insurgence! The stench of intent! The reek of pre-pubescent protest! (But that's not right!) (One, two, three, four) The funk of defiance! The odour of coup! The waft of anarchy in progress! (I can't take it anymore!) Once we've exercised these demons They shall be too pooped for dreaming! Some double-time discipline Should stop the rot from setting in! All right, let's step it up. Double-time! One, two, three, four! Discipline Discipline For children who aren't listening For midgets who are fidgeting And whispering in history Their chattering and chittering Their nattering and twittering Is tempered with a smattering of Discipline We must begin insisting On rigidity and discipline Persistently resisting This anarchistic mischieving These minutes you are frittering On pandering and pitying While little ones like this They just want discipline The simpering and whimpering The dribbling and the spittling The Miss, I need a tissue Is an issue we can fix There is no mystery to mastering The art of classroom mistressing It's discipline, discipline, discipline! The smell of rebellion! The stench of revolt! The reek of pre-pubescent plotting! The whiff of resistance! The pong of dissent! The funk of moral fibre rotting! Imagine a world with no children Close your eyes and just dream Imagine, come on, try it The peace and the quiet A babbling stream Now imagine a woods with a cottage And inside that cottage we find A dwarf called Zeke, a carnival freak Who can fold paper hats with his mind And he says: Don't let them steal your horses! No! Don't let them throw them away! No! If you find your way through They'll be waiting for you Singing 'neigh neigh'! She's mad! Aha! And there, just like I said The stinking maggot rears his head Even the squittiest, piteous mess Can harbour seeds of stinkiness Have you ever seen anything more repellent? Have you ever smelled anything worse Than that smell of rebellion? The stench of revolt! The reek of insubordination! The whiff of resistance! The pong of dissent! And I will not stop till you are squashed! Till this rebellion is quashed! Till glorious, sweaty discipline has washed This sickening scent

Stellan's Lament STELLAN (spoken) In my life, I was Stellan Malmstrom who was a bass in Portland, Oregon. But in my dreams, I sang a different part. I had the melody in Ms. A-B's choir. (sung) A tenor who could sing up to B4 I could sing Burr's part in "Wait For It" Sing a song in its OG key Not just a bass who sang the harmony This time, I'd be singing melody Oh, Angelo, yes he would sing my praise Because he knew I had the pipes I have no idea what the bass part is But if you do, please mention to Ms. Adams-Brown that I am not singing the part that she'd assigned me as (Yawn sigh) For I sing songs until the break of dawn I am in the loudest section in The choir tells me to day-crescendo But I'm too busy to stop and listen I want to be that loud tenor [INSTRUMENTAL] She said, "You need to sing mezzo-piano" I've heard that note a million times before Oh, tonight I will break my voice Sing high when you're not bass anymore For I sing songs until the break of dawn I am in the loudest section in The choir tells me to day-crescendo But I'm too busy to stop and listen I want to be that loud tenor So now I sing my songs at coffee house In some rinky dink black box At night, I eat Sam's mom's ginger snaps Just to somehow prove I'm still alive Eight months later, I catch laryngitis Kicked out, I see the ugly light of day Sitting in the green room, Christian kneels down to me CHRISTIAN "My child, do you have any final words to Zena you'd like to say?" STELLAN (spoken) "Oui. Tell them that, like them, I choose to hate musicals, rather than love them." (sung) For I sing songs, until the break of dawn I am in the loudest section in The choir tells me to day-crescendo But I'm too busy to stop and listen For I sing songs, until the break of dawn I am in the loudest sectipn in The choir tells me to day-crescendo But I'm too busy to stop and listen I want to be that loud tenor I want to be that loud tenor (riff) If I could have just one dream I'd be that loud tenor!

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This song is so sad....😢😢😢😢😢it gets me crying

Singing this at my school play!!Wish me luck!!

I was hot I went to parties a lot Y'know? I was driving Lamborghinis Sipping super-dry martinis In the tiniest bikinis on a yacht But I was depressed Also completely obsessed An unhappy beauty queen Who dreamed to be Miss Argentina I had such low self-esteem I was a mess So I gave it all up for the netherworld I've been here forever, girl If I was more clever, girl I would've stuck it out Knowing what life's about Pain and joy and suffering Failing but recovering I'll tell you another thing Everyone here is alone So if you are breathing Go home! If I knew then What I know now I would have looked within and let love in somehow If I only knew The truth back then I wouldn't have had my little accident Don't be blind You left your whole life behind See a shrink Call a priest Ask the recently deceased Death is final and you cannot press rewind Don't jump when the light is red Toasters should be used for bread Never smoke cigars in bed Nietzsche was right, y'know, to live is to suffer, bro Don't cheat on the one you wed Never whip a thoroughbred Angry pygmys shrunk his head Why did it take death to see Happiness was up to me? If I knew then What I know now I would've laughed and danced And lanced every sacred cow I thought I knew But I was wrong 'Cause life is short But death is super long I exploded! If I knew then (If I knew) What I know now I would've crossed every line And drank all the wine Before my final bow If I knew (If I knew) The things that now I know I would ride the highs and cherish the lows Going, it's a quick trick 'round the rodeo So before they lower the curtain, be certain to enjoy the show That's what I know! Life is short but death is long Here, one minute then it's gone Thought I knew but I was wrong If I only knew what I know now!

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Janis: -(Cantado.) Buenos amigos son los que están, y los que traen felicidad. Damian: -(Cantado.) Woah, woah, woah. Janis: -Cuando te hieren: atacarán. Y bajo tierra acabarán. Damian: -Woah, woah, woah. Janis: -Imagina una fiesta enorme y genial: con música, baile y más. Y hay una trampa mortal que hace a Regina cortar justo a la mitad. Damian: -Que súper fiesta… Janis: -Súper venganza, la fiesta que trae su muerte y decapitación. Damian: -Woah, woah. Janis y Damian: -La super venganza con tus cómplices. Una fiesta con venganza y diversión. Janis: -(Hablado.) Kady, para que esto funcione tendrás que ser súper falsa. ¿Crees que puedas? Cady: -¡Si! (Transición al instituto.) ¡Hola amiga! (A Gretchen.) Gretchen: -Hola, Regina quiere que te diga que intentó hablar con Aarón, pero él solo quería volver con ella y Regina no tiene la culpa. Cady: -Si, lo entiendo perfectamente. Solo espero que podamos seguir almorzando juntas. Gretchen: -Aww, pues claro. ¡Ah! Regina quería que te diera esto. (La abraza.) Janis y Damian: -Eww… (La empujan. Cantado.) La súper venganza, una fiesta que trae entrañas por todo el lugar. La súper venganza con tus cómplices. Cady: -(Cantado.) Y yo acabo con Aarón al final. Janis y Damian: -Yas bitch! Cady: -Yo acabo con Aarón al final. Estudiantes: -(Cantado.) ¿Qué hace hoy Regina? ¿Qué conjunto lleva? ¿Ha vuelto con Aarón? Regina, Regina. Siempre tiene más, siempre quiere más. Regina, Regina, Regina. Janis: -Ahora tenemos que quitarle su único tributo: estar buena. Damian: -¿Pero cómo? Cady: -¡Ya sé! Transición a cafetería. Gretchen: -¿Qué es eso? Cady: -Oh, soy tan gorda y desagradable. Uso estas barritas Kalteen para perder peso. Regina: -Necesito perder 2 kilos. (Pausa.) Tráeme una caja entera. Cady, Janis y Damian: (Cantado.) Súper venganza. Una fiesta que trae cadaveres rancios y más. Janis: -(Hablado.) Y pucheritos. Cady, Janis y Damian: -Super venganza con tus cómplices. Una fiesta con venganza es lo que hay. Estudiantes: -¿Qué come Regina? Mira su figura. ¿Le ha crecido el pecho? Regina, Regina. Siempre tiene más, siempre quiere más. Regina, Regina, Regina. Estudiante: ¡Bastones de caramelo! Janis: -(Hablado.) Compremos uno para que Gretchen piense que Regina está enojada con ella. Cady: -(Hablado.) ¡No, Gretchen es frágil! Janis: -¡Exacto! Y si la rompemos podrá soltar algo que nos ayude. Espera… ahí viene. Regina entra de la mano con Aarón. Janis y Damián se esconden. Regina: -(Viendo a Cady pero refiriéndose a Aaron.) ¿Por que te peinas así? Te ves más sexy con el cabello hacia atrás. Cady, ¿Le podrías decir que su cabello se ve sexy hacia atrás? Cady: -Tu cabello se ve sexy hacia atrás… Damian: -Gracias, nos vemos en mate… (Se van.) Janis: -(Cantado.) En toda fiesta hay un bajón, la energía se acabó. Damian: -Woah, woah, woah. Se te hace tarde y te quieres marchar, y ya no hay más snacks… Cady: -(Cantado.) ¡No, no, no! No puedo mirar cuando está junto a él, y he visto a una vaca parir. Destronare a Regina, lo siento Gretchen la fiesta no se acaba aquí. (Gritado.) ¡Vos dame un bastón! Cady, Janis y Damian: -(Cantado.) Súper venganza, una fiesta que trae leones, arena y acción. Estudiantes: -Siempre tiene más, siempre quiere más. Regina, Regina, Regina. Damian: -(Vestido de Santa Claus. Cantado.) Jo, jo, jo. Bastón de caramelo para Shane Omán Estudiantes: -¡Siempre tiene más! Damian: -Uno para Cady Heron… Estudiante: -¡Siempre quiere más! Damian: -Cuatro para Glenn Coco, muy bien Glenn Coco. Estudiantes: -¡Glenn Coco, Glenn Coco, Glenn Coco! Damian: -Y ninguno para Gretchen Wieners, bye. Gretchen: -¿Quién te lo envió? Cady: -Oh… es de… Estudiantes: -¡Regina, Regina, Regina! Cady: -“Gracias por ser la mejor mejor amiga! Aww, que dulce. Gretchen: -(Sonidos de pájaro.) Digo… ¡Que lindo! Digo… ¡Dámelo! Digo…Oh, está bien. Si ahora eres la mejor amiga de Regina tendrás que guardar todos sus secretos: por ejemplo, te regalo ese bolso para burlase de ti porque es una copia que consiguió en el mercado central… Y en verdad no es colocha, se hizo un permanente. ¡Y esta engañando a Aarón! Todos los viernes dice estar en tutorías para la universidad pero en realidad se está besando con Shane Omán. (Le muestra un video en su celular.) Y yo nunca dije nada porque soy una gran amiga! Cady. Janis y Damian: Super venganza, la fiesta que trae su muerte y decapitacion. Súper venganza con tus cómplices: una fiesta donde al fin me vengaré. Una fiesta donde al fin me vengaré. Una fiesta donde al fin me vengaré. ¡Una fiesta donde al fin… me vengaré!

Maybe this is much to ask, but can you do the Galavant Recap from Season 2 sung by the Jester? I might want to make a parody of it to sing at a little event at the end of June but I can't find an instrumental, and I wouldn't know how to create one :)

É bom Tudo é tão bom Mais do que bom Mais do que mais Mais do que dez É demais Hoje é Tem som Hoje tem jazz Hoje tem gás Hoje tem luz Hoje tem voz Hoje tem Hoje é Quanto mais a gente pode Muito mais a gente quer No altar eu vou com Harry Na cama é quem vier E é tão bom Tudo é tão bom Mais do que bom Mais do que mais Mais do que... (...) Quanto mais a gente pode Muito mais a gente faz No altar eu quero o Harry Na cama outro rapaz E é tão bom Tudo é tão bom Mais do que bom Mais do que mais Mais do que dez É demais Mas vai ter fim O tempo vai passar E tudo vai mudar Mas por enquanto É assim E é tão bom Tudo é tão bom Mais do que bom Mais do que mais Mais do que dez É demais Mas vai ter fim O tempo vai passar E tudo vai mudar Mas por enquanto É assim

Mal bin ich gut Mal bin ich schlecht Doch ihn stört as nicht Ihm ist es recht Er liebt mich so Mein Schusseldussel mein Mann Mal bin ich froh Mal habe ich Wut Doch er läuft mir nach Wie ein Dackel das tut Er liebt mich so mein Schussel Dussel Mein Mann An meinem Mann ist nicht viel dran Weiß Gott er ist auch nicht sehr schlau Doch er ist bemüht Hat Herz und Gemüt Ich kann's ihnen sagen denn ich kenn ihn genau Wenn sie ihn sehen wie ich Verstehen sie mich Und wird es für mich mal unangenehm Sofort ist er da und lässt das Problem Er liebt mich so man glaubt nicht was er kann Mein lieber Guter braver Dussel von mein mann

I love listening to the instrumentals of Broadway, so thanks for doing this!

Hola me dicen por fa el tono de esta versión, es Em?

You have no idea how usefull this is for me

Promo-SM

Yo, VIP Let's kick it Ice ice baby Ice ice baby All right stop Collaborate and listen Ice is back with a brand new invention Something grabs a hold of me tightly Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly Will it ever stop? Yo, I don't know Turn off the lights and I'll glow To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle Dance Go rush the speaker that booms I'm killin' your brain like a poisonous mushroom Deadly, when I play a dope melody Anything less than the best is a felony Love it or leave it You better gangway You better hit bull's eye The kid don't play And if there was a problem Yo, I'll solve it Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it Ice ice baby, Vanilla Ice ice baby, Vanilla Ice ice baby, Vanilla Ice ice baby, Vanilla Now that the party is jumping With the bass kicked in, the Vegas are pumpin' Quick to the point, to the point, no faking I'm cooking MC's like a pound of bacon Burning 'em if you ain't quick and nimble I go crazy when I hear a cymbal And a hi-hat with a souped up tempo I'm on a roll, it's time to go solo Rollin' in my 5.0 With my ragtop down so my hair can blow The girlies on standby Waving just to say, "Hi" Did you stop? No, I just drove by Kept on pursuing to the next stop I bust a left and I'm heading to the next block That block was dead Yo, so I continued to A1A Beachfront Ave Girls were hot, wearing less than bikinis Rockman lovers driving Lamborghini Jealous 'cause I'm out getting mine Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine Ready for the chumps on the wall The chumps are acting ill because they're so full of eight ball Gunshots ranged out like a bell I grabbed my nine, all I heard were shells Fallin' on the concrete real fast Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas Bumper to bumper the avenue's packed I'm tryin' to get away before the jackers jack Police on the scene You know what I mean? They passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends If there was a problem Yo, I'll solve it Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it Ice ice baby, Vanilla Ice ice baby, Vanilla Ice ice baby, Vanilla Ice ice baby, Vanilla Take heed, 'cause I'm a lyrical poet Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it My town, that created all the bass sound Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground My style's like a chemical spill Feasible rhymes you can vision and feel Conducted and formed, this is a hell of a concept We make it hype and you want to step with this Shay plays on the fade, slice it like a ninja Cut like a razor blade so fast Other DJ's say, "Damn" If my rhyme was a drug I'd sell it by the gram Keep my composure when it's time to get loose Magnetized by the mic when I kick my juice If there was a problem Yo, I'll solve it Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it Ice ice baby, Vanilla Ice ice baby, Vanilla Ice ice baby, Vanilla Ice ice baby, Vanilla ice Yo man, let's get out of here Word to your mother Ice ice baby (too cold) Ice ice baby (too cold, too cold) Ice ice baby (too cold, too cold) Ice ice baby (too cold, too cold)

Take your hands out of your pockets Arch your back, puff out your chest Add some swagger to your gate or you'll look like a masturbator Fix your posture then the rest But I am a masturbator (we'll fix that) All your nerdiness is ugly Nerd? I thought I was more geek but All your stammering's a chore Uh, uh, what? Your ticks and fidgets are persistent And your charm is non-existent We'll fix your vibe then fix some more But- wha? But I- but? Sw- no, wait, stop Oh, everything about you is so terrible Oh, everything about you makes me wanna die Jesus Christ So don't freak out and don't resist And have no doubt, if I assist You will be more chill First things first, go buy a new shirt What? What's wrong with my shirt? Sh, it's better if you just comply My job's to color you aesthetic And make you seem much less pathetic So just step and fetch, don't ask me why How are you with math homework? I'm a supercomputer, Jeremy, I'm made of math Oh, everything about you is so terrible (Everything about you sucks!) (Everything about you sucks!) Oh, everything about you makes me wanna die (Everything about you sucks!) (Everything about you sucks!) All the people in the mall Think you are such a slob (You're a slob! Terrible! Such a slob!) Oh and boy, can I see why Now you, try picking a shirt That's a girl's shirt Jerry? Uh, Jeremy You shop here? Oh all the tim- Never (never) Never... Is what i meant Greet the beta Uh, hey, Brooke! You look sexy I can't say that to a hot girl! Don't smile, stare intensely, speak like you don't care about your own death Lookin' pretty sexy, Brooke Thanks Is that a girl's shirt? No (yes) yes I saw it in the window (I saw it in a window) And I couldn't dismiss (and I couldn't dismiss) I was dating a girl (I was dating a girl) She had a shirt just like this (she had a shirt just like this) It's still painful It's still painful So, who was this "mystery girl"? Oh, you've probably never heard of her (Madeline) Madeline What? She's French Oh, she is not French! She just pretends to be for attention! Madeline broke up with you? Yeah (no) I mean I broke up with her I broke up with her Cause she was cheating on me Cause she was cheating on me Hey, Hamlet Be more chill

I absolutely LOVE your Galavant karaokes! Been looking for them for years!! Could I use them for a cover or two? And also for requests as you said to leave in comments- could you make some for The Light Princess? I've been dreaming of doing a cover of "Zephyrus Call and Levity"

This is it The day I've been waiting for Wishing, hoping, working, and praying for The day my parents have been delaying for years Ooh, I'm gonna sell some cookies It's not their fault that they're overprotective I was born with arrhythmia My heart is defective Only takes one shock and I could be dead from the fear Still, I'm gonna sell some cookies Hike by hike Song by song The Girl Scouts helped my heart grow strong They'd have my back if anything went wrong with me Jamborees, soda pop Distract me from the fact that my heart could stop From tetralogy of Fallot in my pulmonary artery! Whee! When you're a Girl Scout Everything's gonna work out Even if you're born with congenital heart disease And you could be killed by a random sneeze You're a Girl Scout Everything's gonna work out Just gonna ring the bell of this creepy looking house Hello, little girl Oh, um, yes, um, hi My name is Sky And I'm here today to support the Girl Scouts by selling cookies Four dollars a box Would you like some? Sure Really? Yeah What flavours you got? I've got chocolate, banana And oat bran, pecan Samoas and thin mints And one that tastes like apple pie Why don't you come inside? Well, we're really not supposed to Why? Pedophiles But it's so cold And you're not mean And no one gets molested by a gothy teen So I guess, okay, it's fine Yeah? Alright, I'll come inside It's so dark in here Is it? I hadn't noticed Okay... well- Maybe I should come back another time when your parents are home? Boo!

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[PIERRE] Anatole, find Anatole Anatole, find Anatole The blood rushes to my heart It’s difficult to breathe Anatole, find Anatole Anatole, find Anatole Not at the ice hills Not at Matreshka’s Not at Komoneno’s Anatole, find Anatole Anatole, find Anatole To the Club And at the Club all is going on as usual The members eat their dinners And gossip in small groups [PIERRE & Chorus] Have I heard of Kuragin’s abduction? Is it true Natasha is ruined? [PIERRE] Nonsense, nonsense Nothing has happened Everything is fine (Pierre’s house.) [ANATOLE] Natasha Natasha It is essential that I see Natasha How can I see her? [HÉLÈNE] Anatole, come Anatole Anatole, hush Anatole (Marya D.’s house.) [NATASHA] What? What? I don’t believe that he is married I don’t believe you And I stare like a hunted wounded animal He can’t be married! (Pierre’s house.) [SERVANT (to Pierre)] Good evening sir Prince Anatole is in the drawing room with the Countess [HÉLÈNE] Ah, Pierre Sweet husband You don’t know what a plight our Anatole has had [PIERRE] Be quiet I will not greet you At this moment you are more repulsive to me than ever Anatole, come Anatole Anatole, must speak to you [ANATOLE] Anatole followed with his usual jaunty step But his face betrayed anxiety [PIERRE] Pierre closed the door and addressed Anatole without looking at him

[Anatole:] Good evening, Pierre Studying? [Pierre:] Yes How was the opera? [Anatole:] Lovely Natalya Rostova was there [Pierre:] Oh? Dear Andrey's betrothed? I have known her family for years and long carried affection For her [Anatole:] Yes Charming Look, Dolokhov's coming around And we're off to the club Will you come, old man? [Pierre:] I will come [Anatole:] Lend me fifty rubles? [Dolokhov:] Drink, drink Gonna drink tonight Gonna drink tonight Gonna drink, gonna drink Gonna drink tonight Gonna drink tonight Gonna drink tonight Gonna [Dolokhov, Anatole & Pierre:] Drink, drink Gonna drink tonight Gonna drink tonight Gonna, gonna drink, gonna drink tonight Gonna drink tonight Gonna drink tonight [All:] Drink with me, my love For there's fire in the sky And there's ice on the ground Either way, my soul will die Whoa... [Pierre:] The doctors warned me That with my corpulence [All:] Corpulence! [Pierre:] Vodka and wine are dangerous for me But I drink a great deal Only quite at ease After pouring several glasses mechanically Into my large mouth [Pierre & all:] Then I feel A pleasant warmth in my body A sentimental attachment to my fellow man [Hélène:] Keep drinking old man [Anatole & Dolokhov:] Keep drinking old man Drink the whole night through Keep drinking old man [All:] Keep drinking old man Drink the whole night through Keep drinking old man [Anatole:] Natasha, Natasha Her arms, her shoulders, her neck, her feet [Hélène:] The air of a connoisseur [Anatole:] I will make love to her [Dolokhov:] Better not, monsieur She's first rate, but nothing but trouble [Dolokhov & Hélène:] Better wait till she's married [Dolokhov:] Anatole is a married man A fact known only to his intimates A Polish landowner of some small means Had forced him to marry his daughter [Anatole:] Nevermind about that now It doesn't matter I don't give a damn Just as a duck is made to swim in water God has made me as I am All I care for is gaiety and women And there's no dishonor in that As long as there's money and vodka I'll keep a feather in my hat [All:] Whoa... [Pierre:] I used to love I used to love I used to be better [All:] Keep drinking old man [Hélène:] Drink, drink, drink God to think I married a man like you [Pierre:] Don't speak to me, wife There is something inside me... [Hélène:] Dolokhov, pour me another [Pierre:] Something terrible and monstrous [Dolokhov:] Here's to the health of married women And a smile lurks at the corner of my mouth Here's to the health of married women And their lovers! [Dolokhov & all:] Here's to the health of married women Here's to the health of married women And their lovers! Here's to the health of married women Here's to the health of married women And their lovers! [Pierre:] How dare you touch her? [Dolokhov:] You can't love her [Pierre:] Enough! You bully, you scoundrel I challenge you [Dolokhov:] Oh, a duel? Yes, this is what I like [Hélène:] He will kill you, stupid husband [Pierre:] So I shall be killed What is it to you? Anatole, my guns [Anatole:] Oh, this is horribly stupid [Dolokhov:] Well, let's begin This is child's play [Servant/Denisov:] As the adversaries have refused a reconciliation We shall please proceed with the duel Ready your pistols And on the count of tri Begin to advance [All:] Rahz! Dva! Tri! [Anatole:] Pierre, hold your fire Pierre, hold your fire Pierre, not yet! [Pierre shoots Dolokhov] [Dolokhov:] No! Shot by a fool! [Pierre:] No, wait, I didn't mean [Dolokhov:] Quiet, old man! My turn [Pierre:] My turn... [Anatole:] Pierre, stand back! [Hélène screams] [Dolokhov:] Missed, missed Oh my mother, my angel My adoréd angel mother [Hélène:] Take him away [Servant/Denisov:] The sun is rising The duel is at an end And Pierre Bezukhov is the winner [Pierre:] Winner [Hélène:] You are a fool [Anatole:] Well, sweet sister You certainly bring out the beast in men [Hélène:] What can I say? It's a gift [Anatole:] How I adore you Will you ask Natasha to the ball tonight? [Hélène:] Of course, dear brother [Anatole:] Come on, old man Let's get you home [Pierre:] In a moment [Anatole:] Sleep it off And be happy We live to love another day

[PIERRE] You promised Countess Rostova to marry her and were about to elope, is that so? [ANATOLE] Mon cher I don’t consider myself bound to answer questions put to me in that tone [PIERRE] My face, already pale Becomes distorted by fury I seize you by the collar with my big big hands And I shake you from side to side Until your face shows a sufficient degree of terror When I tell you I must talk to you! [ANATOLE] Come now, this is stupid! What what, don’t don’t! [PIERRE] You’re a scoundrel and a blackguard And I don’t know what deprives me of the pleasure Of smashing your head in with this! (He takes a heavy paperweight and lifts it threateningly, but at once puts it back in its place.) Did you promise to marry her? [ANATOLE] I didn’t think of it. I never promised, because- [PIERRE] Have you any letters of hers? Any letters? I shan’t be violent, don’t be afraid (Anatole hands Pierre a pack of letters.) First, the letters Second, tomorrow you must get out of Moscow [ANATOLE] But how can I? [PIERRE] Third You must never breathe a word of what has happened between you and the Countess Now I know I can’t prevent your doing so But if you have a spark of conscience- Pierre paces the room several times in silence [ANATOLE] Anatole sits at a table frowning and biting his lips [PIERRE] After all, you must understand That besides your pleasure There is such a thing as other people And their happiness and peace And that you are ruining a whole life For the sake of amusing yourself! Amuse yourself with women like my wife With them you’re within your rights But to promise a young girl to marry her To deceive, to kidnap Don’t you understand that that’s as cruel As beating an old man or a child? [ANATOLE] Well, I don’t know about that, eh? I don’t know that and I don’t want to But you have used such words to me “Scoundrel” and so on Which as a man of honor I will not allow anyone to use [PIERRE] Is it satisfaction you want? [ANATOLE] You could at least take back your words, eh? If you want me to do as you wish? (Natasha drinks the poison.) [PIERRE] Fine, I take them back, I take them back! And I ask you to forgive me And if you require money for your journey- [ANATOLE] Anatole smiled The reflection of that base and cringing smile Which Pierre knew so well in his wife Revolted him [PIERRE] Oh, vile and heartless brood! [ANATOLE] Next day Anatole left For Petersburg!

Alright, my brothers, listen closely Tonight we make the Trojans pay Ten years of war, they've killed us slowly But now we'll be the ones who slay Think of your wives and your children Your families wonder where you've been They're growing old and yet you're still here Do what I say and you'll see them again Yes, sir Diomedes will lead the charge Agamemnon will flank the guards Menelaus will let our men through the gates To take the whole city at large Teucer will shoot any ambush attack And Little Ajax will stay back Nestor, secure Helen and protect her Neo, avenge your father, kill the brothers of Hector Yes, sir Find that inner strength now Use that well of pride Fight through every pain now Ask yourself inside What do you live for? What do you try for? What do you wish for? What do you fight for? What do you live for? What do you try for? What do you wish for? What do you fight for? Penelope Penelope And Telemachus I fight for us I fight for us (What do you live for?) Penelope (What do you try for?) Telemachus (What do you wish for?) I am on my way (What do you fight for?) Attack Who was that? A vision Of what is to come, cannot be outrun Can only be dealt with right here and now Tell me how I don't think you're ready A mission To kill someone's son A foe who won't run Unlike anyone you have faced before Say no more, I know that I'm ready I don't think you're ready It's just an infant It's just a boy What sort of imminent threat does he pose, that I cannot avoid? This is the son of none other than Troy's very own Prince Hector Know that he will grow from a boy to an avenger One fueled with rage as you're consumed by age If you don't end him now, you'll have no one left to save You can say goodbye to (Penelope) You can say goodbye to (Penelope) I could raise him as my own (he will burn your house and throne) Or end him far away from home (he'll find you wherever you go) Make sure his past is never known (the gods will make him know) I'd rather bleed for you (they're bringing you) I'm on my knees for you (down on your knees for you) I'm begging, please (oh, this is the will of the gods) Please don't make me do this, don't make me do this The blood on your hands is something you won't lose All you can choose is whose

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V: Whatever happened to fair dealing? And pure ethics And nice manners? Why is it everyone now so a pain in the ass? Whatever happened to class? M: Class Whatever happened to, "Please, may I?" And, "Yes, thank you?" And, "How charming?" Now, every son of a bitch is a snake in the grass Whatever happened to class? V: Class! B: Ah, there ain't no gentlemen To open up the doors There ain't no ladies now, There's only pigs and whores And even kids'll knock ya down So's they can pass Nobody's got no class! V: Whatever happened to old values? M: And fine morals? V: And good breeding? M: Now, no one even says "oops" when they're Passing their gas B Whatever happened to class? V: Class B: Ah, there ain't no gentlemen That's fit for any use And any girl'd touch your privates For a deuce M: And even kids'll kick your shins and give you sass V: And even kids'll kick your shins and give you sass B: Nobody's got no class! V: All you read about today is rape and theft M: Jesus Christ, ain't there no decency left? B: Nobody's got no class! M: Every guy is a snot! V: Every girl is a twat! M: Holy shit V: Holy shit M: What a shame V: What a shame B: What became of class?

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