Just Go On
(from 'Gangly Orphan Jeff' the ill-fated musical that opened six days after Annie)
Oh, the sun will rise in the morning
Or so I’m told, but who knows?
You could win a million bucks in the morning and then get rolled
By a mob of stinkin’ hobos
Good news
You can’t lose
When you tell Mr. Blues that you choose to keep going
We’ll never stop
We’ll keep on moving forward
Even if we don’t know what we’re moving toward
You could win a million bucks in the morning and then get rolled
By a mob of stinkin’ hobos
Good news
You can’t lose
When you tell Mr. Blues that you choose to keep going
We’ll never stop
We’ll keep on moving forward
Even if we don’t know what we’re moving toward
They say life’s too short, but they’re wrong
It’s so long
Sometimes the only way to go
Is to just go on.
It’s so long
Sometimes the only way to go
Is to just go on.
Keep a smile in your pocket when the wolf is rat-a-tattin’ at the door
Just lock it tight
Keep a dream in your heart and you’ll never ever want for more
Unless you’re in a knife fight
Chin high, spit in the eye
Of the folks who can’t stop laughing at the stupid things you’ve done
Don’t ever stop
Even though your heart is breaking
Don’t look over your shoulder at the love you left behind
They say life’s too short, but they’re wrong
It’s so long
Sometimes the only way to go
Is to just go on.
~ A Glorious Morning (a now-banned classic from the black version of Oklahoma called Alabama)
Oh what a glorious morning
Oh, all the joy it will bring
If I don't mind never voting
Or my church burning down while I sing
Oh the cropper and the Klansman should be friends
Run run!
~ Feels Like Love (from the Helen Keller-inspired-but-unauthorised musical)
In the game of hide and seek
I'm the first one to be found
But when it comes to love
I have to feel my way around
Does he even see me?
Is he screaming my name?
Is this him or a mop
Or a chair or a cop?
Sad to say, but to me
Feels the same...
You're My Baby Now (one of the great love songs of all time from Daddy's Boy: an innocent musical about a father's love for his infant son)
Baby I get lost
In your big blue eyes
Can't help dreaming of you
And those alabaster thighs
Though you love to tease
And give your daddy sass
How I love my baby's naughty little personality
You're my baby now
How I love to hug and hold you
You're my baby now
For when daddy's arm enfold you
And I rocks bye my baby
In your warm and woolly nightie
Baby always has a big surprise for daddy
In his didy
You're my baby now
When you're squirming in my lap-y
Such a big boy, wow
You make daddy very happy
Brains and muscles, man you've got 'em
You're the tops and I'm the bottom
I'm a lucky daddy
Cause you're my baby now
But you'll grow up
And you'll be gone
Then I'll sing a different song
You're not my baby now.
A song written by a composer who was beaten up in jail
Whomp goes the billy club
Whomp goes the billy club
Splorch goes the Irishman's skull
We Three Marionettes of 1971
This is just an ordinary day
I'm just an ordinary gay
Which is why I'm talking to you in an ordinary way
I am dancing away from you
I am prancing away from you
Stephen Sondheim's Pinocchio
You do not define me, Richard
I cannot be owned
And if I had my way, Richard
I would die alone
Eaten by birds
Digested by birds
What out by birds
Alone
(Sung to the tune of O Come All Ye Faithful)
We had our Fake Christmas
At first it seemed so stupid
Then Titus learned a lesson
And had the groups only adventure
Hey, where is Mimi?
I bet she is dead by now
Come on. let's order pizza
Come on, let's order pizza
I'd also go for Mexican
I'm out of cash
Jingle for Trident Gum Titus made up
Trident Gum is the chewiest gum
Give it to your friends and chew it with your teeth
Your teeth are bones that live on the outside
They hang from your lips like bats
Oh, outside bones, outside bones
Never forget that teeth are outside bones
They're bones that you wash and when you're a kid
They fall from your head
And to make things less weird we say they got stolen
By a demon that your parents know
Trident.
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