Welcome to the Friday Random Ten, my weekly assemblage of randomly selected Choons straight from the Little White Choon-Box.
Let’s dispense with all the superfluous verbiage - er, ahhh... extra words, that is - and just dive right in:
Let’s dispense with all the superfluous verbiage - er, ahhh... extra words, that is - and just dive right in:
- Fortuna Imperatrix Mundi - O Fortuna - Christian Thielemann, Orff: Carmina Burana
- Harry, You’re A Beast - Frank Zappa
With lyrics inspired by Lenny Bruce. - Within You, Without You - The Beatles
- Pop - Mitch Hedberg
- Pirelli’s Death - Stephen Sondheim, Sweeney Todd
- 10 Sonatas, Op. 8, No. 3 in G Minor: III. Vivace - Rachel Isserlis & The Locatelli Trio
- Grandpa Was A Carpenter (Live) - John Prine
- Gypsy With A Song - Django Reinhardt
- Still Fighting It - Ben Folds
- Cop Song - Urinetown, Original Cast
Lockstock
If there’s one thing I’ve learned in my many years of enforcing the laws of this city, it’s that the journey down to Urinetown offers no surprises. Not even from the very toughest amongst us. On that journey, expect only... the expected.
Well, it’s a hard, cold, tumble of a journey
Worthy of a gurney, a bumble down
A slapped face, smacked with a mace
Certain to debase is our stumble down
It’s a path that leads you only one place
Horrible to retrace, a crumble down
A hard, cold, tumble of a tourney
Jumble of a journey to Urinetown
Lockstock and Barrel
Julie Cassidy
Went to a field behind a tree
Saw there was no one who could see
Lockstock
Her pee -
Barrel
But me!
Lockstock and Barrel
And Jacob Rosenbloom
Thought he was safe up in his room
Didn’t know the jars he kept up there
Would obligate a trip to Urine-tomb!
Lockstock
Well, there are those who think our
Methods vicious -
Barrel
Overly malicious -
Lockstock
A bunch of brutes, but it’s we who
Gather for the people -
Barrel
Tavern to the steeple -
Lockstock
Lawful fruits!
Our task: bring a little order -
Barrel
Swindle out a hoarder -
Lockstock
From what he loots. As the book says,
“Certainly a season” -
Barrel
Trample out a treason -
All
With hobnail boots!
Roger Roosevelt
Kept a cup below his belt
Cup ran over when he knelt
Lockstock
He smelt -
Barrel
We dealt!
All
And Joseph “Old Man” Strong
Held his pee for much too long
Hoped his son might bail him out
His guess was good but also wrong!
Lockstock
Years past all lived in the jungle
Scooping out a bungle, nature’s bowl
Life of constant deprivation
Certain aggravation took its toll
Soon learned power of the truncheon
Organize a function, king to pawn
So if peace is what you’re after
Urinetown’s the rafter to hang it on!
Girl Cop 1
Julie Cassidy -
Boy Cop 1
Jacob Rosenbloom -
Boy Cop 2
Roger Roosevelt -
Boy Cop 1
Jacob Rosenbloom -
Girl Cop 1
Julie Cassidy -
Boy Cop 3
Joseph “Old Man” Strong -
Lockstock and Barrel
Don’t be like them! Don’t be like them!
Don’t be like them! Don’t be like them!
Lockstock
It’s a hard, cold,
Tumble of a journey
Worthy of a gurney,
A bumble down
A slapped face,
Smacked with a mace
Certain to debase
Is our stumble down
Female Cops
It’s a hard, cold,
Tumble of a journey
Worthy of a gurney,
A bumble down
A slapped face,
Smacked with a mace
Certain to debase
Male Cops
It’s a hard, cold,
Tumble of a journey
Worthy of a gurney,
A bumble down
A slapped face,
Smacked with a mace
All
It’s a path that leads you only one place
Horrible to retrace, a crumble down
A hard, cold, tumble of a tourney
Jumble of a journey to Urinetown!
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