NOW (IT'S
JUST THE GAS) BACK 
(Now, do it now.
While he's gasing himself to a palpable stupor.
The timing's ideal and the moment is super,
To ready and fire and blow the sick bastard away.
Now, do it now.
Just a flicker of pressure right here on the trigger
And Audrey wont have to put up with that pig for another day.
Now - for the girl,
now - for the plant
Now - yes I will...but I can't.
(dialouge)
Don't be fooled
if I should giggle
Like a sappy happy dope,
It's just the gas, It's got me high.
But don't let the fact deceive you
Any moment I could die.
Though I giggle
and I chortle,
Bear in mind I'm not immortal.
Why this whole thing strikes me funny I don't know,
Cos it really is a rotten way to go.
(What an ethical
dilemma
'Less I help him get the mask removed
He doesn't have a prayer.
True the gun was never fires,
But the way events transpired
I can finish him with simple laissez faire.)
Don't be fooled
if I shoule chuckle,
Like hyenas in a zoo
It's just the gas, it turns me on.
But don't let my mirth deceive you
Any moment I'll be gone.
All my vital signs
are failing
Cos the oxide I'm inhailing
Makes it difficult as hell to catch my breath..
Are you dumb or hard of hearing?
Or relieved my end is nearing?
Are you satisfied?
I've laughed myself to...
(Death)
(All music by Alan Menken, Lyrics by Howard Ashman. © 1986 The David Geffen Company)
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