lirik lagu new broadway cast of merrily we roll along - opening doors
[frank, spoken]
how’s it going?
[charley, spoken]
good. you?
[frank, spoken]
fair.
[charley, spoken]
yeah, tell me.
[frank, spoken]
russian tea room.
[mary, spoken]
hi.
[frank, spoken]
mary.
[charley, spoken]
say h~llo.
[mary]
i think i got a job
[frank, spoken]
where?
[mary, spoken]
true romances.
[frank, spoken]
posing?
[mary, spoken]
thank you. writing captions.
[frank, spoken]
what about the book?
[mary, spoken]
what about the book?
[frank, spoken]
nothing, are you working on the book?
[mary, spoken]
yes…
[frank, spoken]
good.
[mary, spoken]
no…
[frank, spoken]
mary—
[mary, spoken]
right, i know, yes, me and balzac…
[charley]
i finished the one~act
[frank]
i got an audition—
[mary]
i started the story
[frank]
rehearsal pianist
[charley]
so where are we eating?
[mary]
i’m moving to playboy
[frank]
the publisher called me
[charley]
i’m doing a rewrite
[mary]
my parents are coming
[frank]
i saw my fair lady
[charley]
i rewrote the rewrite
[frank]
i sort of enjoyed it
[mary]
i threw out the story
[charley]
i’m meeting an agent
[frank, charley & mary]
we’ll all get together on sunday
we’re opening doors
singing, “here we are!”
we’re filling up days on a dime
that faraway shore’s
looking not too far
we’re following every star—
there’s not enough time!
[frank]
i called a producer
[charley]
i sent off the one~act
[mary]
i started the story
[frank]
he said to come see him
[charley]
i dropped out of college
[mary]
i met this musician
[frank]
i’m playing a nightclub
charley
they’re doing my one~act!
[mary]
i’m working for redbook
[frank]
i rewrote the ballad
mary
i finished the story
[charley]
we started rehearsals
[mary]
i threw out the story
and then the musician
i’m moving to popular science
[frank, charley & mary]
we’re opening doors
singing, “look who’s here!”
beginning to sail on a dime
that faraway shore’s
getting very near!
we haven’t a thing to fear—
we haven’t got time!
[frank]
bum~bum~bu~bum~bum bum~bum
la~da~da~da~da da~dum
(spoken)
how’s it coming?
[charley, spoken]
good. you?
[frank, spoken]
done!
[charley, spoken]
one minute…
[frank, spoken]
hamburg heaven.
[mary, spoken]
hi.
[frank, spoken]
mary.
[charley, spoken]
say h~llo.
[mary]
i got another job
[frank, spoken]
where?
[mary, spoken]
“chic.”
[frank, spoken]
what’s that?
[mary, spoken]
a brand~new concept:
pop~up pictures.
[frank, spoken]
what about the book?
[mary, spoken]
what about the book?
[frank, spoken]
did you give the publisher the book?
[mary, spoken]
yes…
[frank, spoken]
good.
[mary, spoken]
no…
[frank, spoken]
mary—
[mary, spoken]
look, i never—
[charley, spoken]
finished!
[frank, spoken]
let me call you back.
[mary, spoken]
right.
[charley, spoken]
this is just a draft.
[frank, spoken]
right.
[charley, spoken]
probably it stinks.
[frank, spoken]
right.
[charley, spoken]
haven’t had the time to do a polish—
[frank, spoken]
will you sing!
[charley, spoken]
right!
(sung)
who wants to live in new york?
who wants the worry, the noise, the dirt, the heat?
who wants the garbage cans clanging in the street?
suddenly i do…
they’re always popping their cork—
(spoken)
i’ll fix that line—
(sung)
the cops, the cabbies, the salesgirls up at saks
you gotta have a real taste for maniacs—
suddenly i do!
[joe]
that’s great! that’s swell!
the other stuff as well
it isn’t every day you hear a score this strong
but fellas, if i may
there’s only one thing wrong:
there’s not a tune you can hum
there’s not a tune you go bum~bum~bum~di~dum—
you need a tune you go bum~bum~bum~di~dum—
give me a melody!
why can’t you throw ’em a crumb?
what’s wrong with letting ’em tap their toes a bit?
i’ll let you know when stravinsky has a hit
give me a melody!
oh sure, i know
it’s not that kind of show
but can’t you have a score
that’s sort of in between?
look, play a little more
i’ll show you what i mean!
[charley]
who wants to live in new york?
i’ve always hated the dirt, the heat, the noise
but ever since i met you, i—
[joe]
listen, boys
maybe it’s me
but that’s just not a
hum~mm~mm~mm~mm~mm~mm~mable melody!
write more, work hard—
leave your name with the girl
less avant~garde—
leave your name with the girl
just write a plain old melodee~dee~dee~dee~dee~dee
a~dee~dee~dee~dee~dee~dee
[charley]
they’re stopping rehearsals
they ran out of money
[mary]
we lasted one issue
my book was rejected
[frank]
the nightclub was raided
i have to start coaching
[mary]
my parents are coming
[charley]
they screwed up the laundry
[frank]
my wallet was stolen
[mary]
i saw the musician
[charley]
we’re being evicted
[mary]
i’m having a breakdown
[frank, charley & mary]
we’ll all get together on sunday
they’re slamming the doors
singing, “go away!”
it’s less of a sail than a climb
that faraway shore’s
farther every day
we’re learning to ricochet
we still have a lot to say…
[frank]
you know what we’ll do?
[charley, spoken]
what?
[frank]
we’ll do a revue
[charley, spoken]
what?
[mary, spoken]
what?
[frank]
we’ll do a revue of our own!
[mary, spoken]
what?
[charley, spoken]
where?
[mary, spoken]
why?
[charley, spoken]
when?
[frank, spoken]
not just songs, but stories, scenes, piano pieces, mime—
[charley, spoken]
yeah!
[mary, spoken]
“frankly frank!”
[frank]
a showcase of our own!
[charley, spoken]
where?
[frank, spoken]
the club’s reopening.
[mary, spoken]
we’ll write a lot of new stuff—
[charley, spoken]
rewrite old stuff—
[frank, spoken]
what about the girl?
[charley, spoken]
what about the girl?
[frank, spoken]
only that we’re gonna need a girl.
[charley, spoken]
well, mary—
[mary, spoken]
thanks, i don’t perform except at dinner.
[auditionee 1]
who wants to live in new york?
who wants the worry, the noise, the dirt, the heat?
who wants the garbage cans, ah
[frank, spoken]
next!
[auditionee 1, spoken]
i can sing higher!
[auditionee 2]
who wants to live in new york?
who wants to live in new york?
who wants…
who wants to…
oh…
[frank, spoken]
thank you for coming.
[beth]
they’re always popping their cork—
[frank, spoken]
up a tone.
[beth]
the cops, the cabbies, the salesgirls up at saks—
[frank, spoken]
up a tone.
[beth]
you gotta have a real taste for maniacs—
[frank, spoken]
thank you! you’re hired.
[beth]
oh! i’m beth
[frank]
i’m frank
[beth]
i really thought i stank
[mary]
i’m mary
[charley]
charley
[frank]
by the way
i’m told we open sat~rday
[charley, mary & beth]
what?!
[mary]
you’re not serious!
[charley]
n0body’s ready!
[frank]
apparently somebody cancelled a booking
[charley]
the songs aren’t finished
[mary]
and what about costumes?
[beth]
and how do i learn all these numbers?
[frank]
i’ll bring you the copies of everything later this evening
[charley]
not to mention i still haven’t
finished the synanon song or the kennedy number…
[beth]
okay, but i’ll have to have all the music
and sat~rday i’ve got to sing at a wedding
oh god, is there dancing, ’cause i’m not a dancer
[frank]
you don’t have to, we’ll segue the
end of it into the dance we cut out..
[mary]
and have we decided or not on the restaurant sketch?
i need two or three days at the least to replace it…
[charley]
and what’ll we do about getting publicity
run around town putting stickers on windows?
[frank]
no, we’ll use it but not with the long introduction…
[frank, charley, mary & beth]
we’ll worry about it on sunday!
we’re opening doors
singing, “here we are!”
we’re filling up days on a dime
that faraway shore’s looking not too far
we’re following every star—
there’s not enough time!
we’re banging on doors
shouting, “here again!”
we’re risking it all on a dime
that faraway shore’s looking near again
the only thing left is when
we know we should count to ten—
we haven’t got time!
we haven’t got time!
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