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More Song-Parody Type Stuff |
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Save My Brother (Godspell) |
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If you want to save your head (Miss Saigon) |
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Mister Ken Labey (Chicago) |
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I am the Very Model of a Fan of Scarlet Pimpernel (The Pirates of Penzance) |
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"Save the People" from Godspell |
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(click here for actual lyrics) |
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(scene: Marguerite has just learned of her brother's arrest, but not of her husband's true identity.) |
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When wilt God save my brother? |
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O poor, foolish Armand |
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He had to run off to France |
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Before I knew he's gone |
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Flower of scarlet |
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My love always |
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Please do not let him pass away |
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God save that hero |
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My brother too |
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God save my brother! |
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He got himself arrested |
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In league with "pimpernel" |
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If I get my hands on Chauvelin |
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I'm gonna give him hell-- |
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That loathsome two-faced |
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Ex-love of mine |
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Tried to blackmail me, o that swine |
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They've got my brother |
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I despair |
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God save my brother! |
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(slower, belt voicing w/ backup chorus) How can God save my brother? |
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What is there I can do? |
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My brother, Lord, my brother |
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Don't fear, I'll come--for you! |
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God save my brother |
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If not, I will |
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Just have to hope I don't get killed |
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I'll get a cheap dress |
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And a wig |
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I'll save my brother! (O, she'll save her brother) |
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I'll save my brother (O, she'll save her brother) |
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I'll save my brother! |
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selected parts of "If You Want to Die in Bed" from "Miss Saigon" |
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Percy: If you want to save your head. follow my example |
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When you see a crowd ahead, pretend you're lower class |
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Sing the ca ira, cover your pampered british ass |
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If you want to save your head in times of revolution |
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When the flag's blue, white, and red, let pride fill up your chest |
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Then you flee Paree and sail your schooner heading west |
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(skip a bit) |
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If you want to save your head, forget about your status |
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When your life hangs by a thread, can't be a nobleman |
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Grab a hat, mustache, and tell 'em that your name's Grappin |
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If you want to save your head, you learn to be creative |
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Be a female or a monk, or whatever you want |
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And hiding in your cart are a couple ci-devants |
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(slowly, smug) If one wants to chop a head in this dark and bloody country |
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One might have some trouble yet--nincompoops get in the way |
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Robespierre-- (heh heh heh) |
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Why, he just let us get awaaaaaaaaay! |
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The Ken Labey Song |
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the middle of "Mister Cellophane" from Chicago |
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Suppose you was a Belgian man |
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Who's actually Australi-an |
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He's beautiful--he's talented |
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--you'd notice him. |
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Suppose you was a pimpy fan |
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And seekin' here that cute Grappin |
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at the stage door for several days-- |
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You'd notice him... |
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And even I guess that the man's a little shy |
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He seems the more secluded kind of guy |
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they call him the elusive Ken Labey -- |
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Quite a swasher-- |
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Quite a buckler -- |
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La -- sink -- me... |
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Ken Labey, Mister Ken Labey |
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Pretty darn lucky |
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If you meet Ken Labey |
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because he'll rush right by you |
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sneak right past you |
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but we still know he's there |
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I -- tell -- ya -- |
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KEN Labey, Mister KEN Labey |
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Nothing's wrong with me |
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'cause I like KEN Labey |
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But some people walk right past him |
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Look right by him |
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and never know he's there! |
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Never -- even -- knoow |
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he's there... |
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This goes out to all the hardcore leaguers (and the bucaneers!) out there. (and no, it's *not* about me.) |
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"I Am the Very Model of a Modern Major-General" from The Pirates of Penzance |
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I am the very model of a fan of Scarlet Pimpernel |
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I've information critical, historical, and what-the-hell |
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I know the reign of terror and I quote the facts historical |
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From Bastille Day and up until Napoleon was general |
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I'm very well acquainted with all Pimpy site U.R.L.'s |
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I can name the variations and the colors of the pimpernels |
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I like to hear the fanfare and I like to see the men in tights |
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And I was in that mob present at every version's closing nights |
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I know cast members personally and I know who Ken Labey is |
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I have to reenact scenes when I find myself on foootbridges |
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In matters informational, historical and what-the-hell |
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I am the very model of a fan of Scarlet Pimpernel |
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I know all my French history--King Louis got his head chopped off |
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And I'd buy Doug's deodorant if only it were auctioned off |
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I can quote with fine precision every pimpy script Nan Knighton wrote |
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And memorized the music, every harmony and minor note |
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I can name all the Orczy books in order chronological |
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I can tell you all the ad-libs, although some aren't logical |
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I become very excited when I hear pimpy references |
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And for one thing I would risk my life -- my pimpernelic preferences! |
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Then I can fight a duel then I'll fake my executioning |
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I'll get a laugh at curatain call passing around the pimpy ring |
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But if there is a casting call, I'm sure that I'd do really well |
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Because I am the one who's meant to play the scarlet pimpernel! |
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Of course my being female may interfere substantially |
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But with my brilliant talents, they will all love me eventually |
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I can almost sing and almost dance and I drawl really well, you know |
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They'll say a better scarlet pimpy never--stole the show! |
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In escaping Madame G. I show I'm plucky and adventury |
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And even though I'm stuck in time in the mid-eighteenth century |
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In fact I am personable, admirable, professional |
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I am the very model of the perfect scarlet pimpernel! |
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Me (to conductor): Un poco accelerando..(a la Ozzy) Sill Voose Plate! |
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(repeat last two verses very fast.) |
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....I am the very model of the perfect scarlet pimpernel! |
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