Fish gotta swim and birds gotta fly
I gotta love one man til I die
Can't help lovin' that man of mine

"Nobody's on nobodys side."

Oh Tam he's here
He's here, he's so near
We might breathe the same air tonight
Your fathers here

"Almost paradise, we're knocking on Heaven's door..."

It's too high,
This song's too high,
Bring it down,
Bring it down.

You know you had a dozen sons
Well now that's not quite true
But feel no sorrow, do not grieve
He would not want you too


-Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat

I'm gonna wash that man right out of my hair
I'm gonna wash that man right out of my hair
I'm gonna wash that man right out of my hair
And send him on his way

So, come up to the lab









And see, what's on the ssssssLAB!


Not a big fan of musicals, but this one I do like a lot.

It ain't so much a question of not knowing what to do.
I knowed whut's right and wrong since I been ten.
I heared a lot of stories and I reckon they are true
About how girls're put upon by men.
I know I mustn't fall into the pit,
But when I'm with a feller, I fergit!
I'm jist a girl who cain't say no,
I'm in a turrible fix I always say "come on, le's go"
Jist when I orta say nix!
When a person tries to kiss a girl,
I know she orta give his face a smack.
But as soon as someone kisses me,
I somehow, sorta, wanta kiss him back!
I'm jist a fool when lights are low
I cain't be prissy and quaint
I ain't the type that can faint
How c'n I be whut I ain't?
I cain't say no!



This song was the death of me in my musical theater class...

Where my dreamin' and my hopin' and my schemin'
and my prayin' and my wishin' to be happy
will come true


-Titanic

"We all live such elaborate lives..."

If there's a wrong bell,
I ring it,
A wrong note,
I sing it,
Nobody does it like me.

Shi-Poo-Pi!
Shi-Poo-Pi!
Shi-Poo-Pi!
The girl who's hard to get!
Shi-Poo-Pi!
Shi-Poo-Pi!
Shi-Poo-Pi!
But you can win her yet.


[mini-hijack] when I was in this play in high school, we hated this song by the end of the run, we started singing "so shoot me, so shoot me, so shoot me, the girl who's hard to get"[/end mini-hijack]

easy

Easy to be hard? Easy to be cold?

easy, cool,

go

Living in America at the end of the millenium
We're living in America, where it's like the twilight zone...

Everything's up to date in Kansas City
They've gone about as fur as they can go

Finland is the country where we dance
Finland is the country where we play
Here in Finland boy and girl can find a true romance
In traditional Scandinavian vay!
Schlip! Schlap!
Schlip-a-schlap-a vay
Schlip! Schlap!
Schlap away all day
Schlip! Schlap!
You simply can't go wrong
Vith traditional fish-schlapping song!

"Is it written in the stars?
Are we paying for some crime?
Is that all that we are good for?
Just a stretch of mortal time?"
Or some god's experiment,
in which we have no say?
In which we're given paradise,
but only for a day?"

crazy boy, get cool

easy does it

breeze it, go cool


cool

real cool

















cool

You will curse the day you did not do
All that the Phantom asks of you

"We'll never be as young as we are right now..."
(From Whistle Down The Wind)

Me? Give me a bottle of bourbon and half a chicken
And I'll conquer the world!
I got life in me yet
So let me tell you
The south is gonna rise again!

Go out and tell the story,
Let it echo far and wide.
Make them hear you,
Make them hear you.

My white knight
not a lancelot
nor an angel with wings



(I personally despise this song from Music Man)

Actually I was thinking of it from Starlight Express - the first show I ever saw on Broadway in 1987. :)

You get no disguise...in somebody's eyes.

Greens, Greens and nothing but greens
Parsley, peppers, cabbages and celery
Asparagus and watercress and fiddleferns and lettuce
He said all right but it wasn't quite
Cause I caught'm in the Autumn in my garden one night
He was ROBBING me
Raping me!
Rooting through my rutabega
Raiding my arugala
And ripping up my rampion, my champion my favorite
And I should have laid a spell on him right there.
Turned him into a dog
Or a stone
Or a chair...
But I let him have the rampion
I'd lots to spare
In return however, I said fair is fair
You can let me have the baby that your wife will bear

And We'll call it square...

Drolefille...I like to think of that as the first White rap attempt. Yay for Burnadette Peters for being able to pull it off!!:)


Anyway...


And in the Moonfall,
All sound is frozen still,
Yet warm against me,
Your skin will warm the chill of Moonfall.

Hey, I know the whole thing by heart! :D

The face that we wear in the cold light of day
Is society's mask
Is society's way
But the truth is
That it's all a façade

How to handle a woman?
theres a way said a wise old man,
a way known to every woman,
since the whole rigmarole began,
How to handle a woman?
mark me well, I will tell you sir,
the way to handle a woman,
is to love her, simply love her,
merely love her, love her, love her.

Camelot-
Arthur Pendragon musing over his perplexing
thoughts regarding Guenivere

My heart would take wing,
And I'd feel so alive -
If someone like you
Found me!

It's the hard-knock life for us!
It's the hard-knock life for us!
'Steada treated,
We get tricked!
'Steada kisses,
We get kicked!
It's the hard-knock life!
Got no folks to speak of, so,
It's the hard-knock row we how!
Cotton blankets,
'Steada of wool!
Empty Bellies
'Steada of full!
It's the hard-knock life!

Here's a hope that those bright eyes will shine,
lovingly, longingly soon in to mine,
may those lips that are red and sweet,
tonight with joy my own lips meet!



Prince Karl and the Westphalian Korps
from the Drinking Song
The Student Prince

Every single day I walk down the street I hear people say baaaby so sweet
ever since puberty everybody stares at me boys, girls, I can't help it baby.

Do you hear the people sing?


Amen for Idina!

How did we get here?
How the hell..pan left--close on the steeple of the church.
How did I get here, how the hell?
Christmas! Christmas eve, last year.
How could a night so frozen be so scalding hot?
How can a morning this mild be so raw?
Why are entire years strewn on the cutting room floor of memory as single frames of one magic night forever flicker in close up on the 3-D Imax of my mind.
Thats poetic- thats pathetic.
Why did Mimi knock on Roger's door?
And Collins choose that phone booth back where Angel set up his drums.
Why did Maureen's equiptment break down?
Why am I the witness and when I capture it on film does it mean that its the end and I'm alone.

"One Blaze of Glory..."

To hand-crafted beers made in local breweries,
To yoga, to yogurt, to rice and beans and cheese,
To leather, to dildos, to curry vindaloo,
To huevos rancheros and Maya Angelou

(Since we're on that kick right now...)