Month: May 2012

Rehearsal Section 21 Songs and Notes

  • Hearts Do Not Break

Alone and yet alive

KATISHA

Alone and yet alive, oh sepulchre

My soul is still my body’s prisoner

Remote the peace that death alone can give

My doom to wait, my punishment to live.

Hearts do not break, they sting and ache

For old love’s sake, but do not die

Though with each breath, they long for death

As witnesseth the living I. The living I

Oh living I

Come tell me why

When hope is gone

Dost thou stay on?

Why linger here where all is drear?

Oh living I

Come tell me why

When hope is gone

Dost thou stay on?

May not a cheated maiden die?

May not a cheated maiden die?

  • Tit-Willow

Willow, Tit-Willow

KO-KO

On a tree by a river  a little tom tit

Sang “Willow, tit willow, tit willow!”

And I said to him “Dicky bird why do you sit,

Singing ‘Willow, tit willow, tit willow’?

Is it weakness of intellect birdie?” I cried

“Or a rather tough worm in your little inside?”

With a shake of his poor little head he replied

“Oh willow, tit willow, tit willow.”

He slapp’d at his chest as he sat on the bough singing

“Willow, tit willow, tit willow!”

And a cold perspiration bespangled his brow,

Oh, willow, tit willow, tit willow!

He sobb’d and he sigh’d and a gurgle he gave,

Then he threw himself into the billowy wave

And an echo arose from the suicide’s grave

“Oh willow, tit willow, tit willow!”

Now I feel just as sure as I’m sure that my name

Isn’t willow, tit willow, tit willow

That ’twas blighted affection that made him exclaim

“Oh, willow, tit willow, tit willow!”

And if you remain callous and obdurate I,

Shall perish as he did and you will know why

Tho’ I probably shall not exclaim as I die,

“Oh, willow, tit willow, tit willow!”

  • Beauty in the Bellow of the Blast

beauty in the bellow of the blast

KATISHA

There is beauty in the bellow of the blast

There is grandeur in the growling of the gale

There is eloquent outpouring when the lion is a roaring

And the tiger is a lashing of his tail!

KO-KO

Yes, I like to see a tiger from the Congo or the Niger

And especially when lashing of his tail

KATISHA

Volcanos have a splendour that is grim,

And earthquakes only terrify the dolts

But to him who’s scientific there is nothing that’s terrific

In the falling of a flight of thunder bolts!

KO-KO

Yes, in spite of all my meekness, if I have a little weakness

It’s a passion for a flight of thunderbolts.

KO-KO & KATISHA

If that is so sing erry down derry it’s evident very our tastes are one

Away we’ll go and merrily marry, nor tardily tarry till day is done!

KO-KO

There is beauty in extreme old age, do you fancy you are elderly enough?

Information I’m requestion on a subject interesting,

Is a maiden all the better when she’s tough?

KATISHA

Throughout this wide dominion it’s the general opinion

That she’ll last a good deal longer when she’s tough

KO-KO

Are you old enough to marry do you think? Won’t you wait until you’re eighty in the shade?

There’s a fascination franctic in a ruin that’s romantic, do you think you are sufficiently decayed?

KATISHA

To the matter that you mention, I have given some attention

And I think I am sufficiently decayed

KO-KO & KATISHA

If that is so, sing derry down derry

It’s evident, very, our tastes are one!

Away we’ll go and merrily marry, nor tardily tarry till day is done!

If that is so sing derry down derry

It’s evident, very, our tastes are one

Away we’ll go and merrily marry, nor tardily tarry till day is done.

Sing derry down derry,

We’ll merrily marry,

Nor tardily tarry till day is done!

Hearts Do Not Break

KATISHA

Alone and yet alive, oh sepulchre

My soul is still my body’s prisoner

Remote the peace that death alone can give

My doom to wait, my punishment to live.

Hearts do not break, they sting and ache

For old love’s sake, but do not die

Though with each breath, they long for death

As witnesseth the living I. The living I

Oh living I

Come tell me why

When hope is gone

Dost thou stay on?

Why linger here where all is drear?

Oh living I

Come tell me why

When hope is gone

Dost thou stay on?

May not a cheated maiden die?

May not a cheated maiden die?

Tit-Willow

KO-KO

On a tree by a river a little tom tit

Sang “Willow, tit willow, tit willow!”

And I said to him “Dicky bird why do you sit,

Singing ‘Willow, tit willow, tit willow’?

Is it weakness of intellect birdie?” I cried

“Or a rather tough worm in your little inside?”

With a shake of his poor little head he replied

“Oh willow, tit willow, tit willow.”

He slapp’d at his chest as he sat on the bough singing

“Willow, tit willow, tit willow!”

And a cold perspiration bespangled his brow,

Oh, willow, tit willow, tit willow!

He sobb’d and he sigh’d and a gurgle he gave,

Then he threw himself into the billowy wave

And an echo arose from the suicide’s grave

“Oh willow, tit willow, tit willow!”

Now I feel just as sure as I’m sure that my name

Isn’t willow, tit willow, tit willow

That ’twas blighted affection that made him exclaim

“Oh, willow, tit willow, tit willow!”

And if you remain callous and obdurate I,

Shall perish as he did and you will know why

Tho’ I probably shall not exclaim as I die,

“Oh, willow, tit willow, tit willow!”

Beauty in the Bellow of the Blast

KATISHA

There is beauty in the bellow of the blast

There is grandeur in the growling of the gale

There is eloquent outpouring when the lion is a roaring

And the tiger is a lashing of his tail!

KO-KO

Yes, I like to see a tiger from the Congo or the Niger

And especially when lashing of his tail

KATISHA

Volcanos have a splendour that is grim,

And earthquakes only terrify the dolts

But to him who’s scientific there is nothing that’s terrific

In the falling of a flight of thunder bolts!

KO-KO

Yes, in spite of all my meekness, if I have a little weakness

It’s a passion for a flight of thunderbolts.

KO-KO & KATISHA

If that is so sing erry down derry it’s evident very our tastes are one

Away we’ll go and merrily marry, nor tardily tarry till day is done!

KO-KO

There is beauty in extreme old age, do you fancy you are elderly enough?

Information I’m requestion on a subject interesting,

Is a maiden all the better when she’s tough?

KATISHA

Throughout this wide dominion it’s the general opinion

That she’ll last a good deal longer when she’s tough

KO-KO

Are you old enough to marry do you think? Won’t you wait until you’re eighty

Hearts Do Not Break

KATISHA

Alone and yet alive, oh sepulchre

My soul is still my body’s prisoner

Remote the peace that death alone can give

My doom to wait, my punishment to live.

Hearts do not break, they sting and ache

For old love’s sake, but do not die

Though with each breath, they long for death

As witnesseth the living I. The living I

Oh living I

Come tell me why

When hope is gone

Dost thou stay on?

Why linger here where all is drear?

Oh living I

Come tell me why

When hope is gone

Dost thou stay on?

May not a cheated maiden die?

May not a cheated maiden die?

Tit-Willow

KO-KO

On a tree by a river  a little tom tit

Sang “Willow, tit willow, tit willow!”

And I said to him “Dicky bird why do you sit,

Singing ‘Willow, tit willow, tit willow’?

Is it weakness of intellect birdie?” I cried

“Or a rather tough worm in your little inside?”

With a shake of his poor little head he replied

“Oh willow, tit willow, tit willow.”

He slapp’d at his chest as he sat on the bough singing

“Willow, tit willow, tit willow!”

And a cold perspiration bespangled his brow,

Oh, willow, tit willow, tit willow!

He sobb’d and he sigh’d and a gurgle he gave,

Then he threw himself into the billowy wave

And an echo arose from the suicide’s grave

“Oh willow, tit willow, tit willow!”

Now I feel just as sure as I’m sure that my name

Isn’t willow, tit willow, tit willow

That ’twas blighted affection that made him exclaim

“Oh, willow, tit willow, tit willow!”

And if you remain callous and obdurate I,

Shall perish as he did and you will know why

Tho’ I probably shall not exclaim as I die,

“Oh, willow, tit willow, tit willow!”

Beauty in the Bellow of the Blast

KATISHA

There is beauty in the bellow of the blast

There is grandeur in the growling of the gale

There is eloquent outpouring when the lion is a roaring

And the tiger is a lashing of his tail!

KO-KO

Yes, I like to see a tiger from the Congo or the Niger

And especially when lashing of his tail

KATISHA

Volcanos have a splendour that is grim,

And earthquakes only terrify the dolts

But to him who’s scientific there is nothing that’s terrific

In the falling of a flight of thunder bolts!

KO-KO

Yes, in spite of all my meekness, if I have a little weakness

It’s a passion for a flight of thunderbolts.

KO-KO & KATISHA

If that is so sing erry down derry it’s evident very our tastes are one

Away we’ll go and merrily marry, nor tardily tarry till day is done!

KO-KO

There is beauty in extreme old age, do you fancy you are elderly enough?

Information I’m requestion on a subject interesting,

Is a maiden all the better when she’s tough?

KATISHA

Throughout this wide dominion it’s the general opinion

That she’ll last a good deal longer when she’s tough

KO-KO

Are you old enough to marry do you think? Won’t you wait until you’re eighty in the shade?

There’s a fascination franctic in a ruin that’s romantic, do you think you are sufficiently decayed?

KATISHA

To the matter that you mention, I have given some attention

And I think I am sufficiently decayed

KO-KO & KATISHA

If that is so, sing derry down derry

It’s evident, very, our tastes are one!

Away we’ll go and merrily marry, nor tardily tarry till day is done!

If that is so sing derry down derry

It’s evident, very, our tastes are one

Away we’ll go and merrily marry, nor tardily tarry till day is done.

Sing derry down derry,

We’ll merrily marry,

Nor tardily tarry till day is done!

Hearts Do Not Break

KATISHA

Alone and yet alive, oh sepulchre

My soul is still my body’s prisoner

Remote the peace that death alone can give

My doom to wait, my punishment to live.

Hearts do not break, they sting and ache

For old love’s sake, but do not die

Though with each breath, they long for death

As witnesseth the living I. The living I

Oh living I

Come tell me why

When hope is gone

Dost thou stay on?

Why linger here where all is drear?

Oh living I

Come tell me why

When hope is gone

Dost thou stay on?

May not a cheated maiden die?

May not a cheated maiden die?

Tit-Willow

KO-KO

On a tree by a river  a little tom tit

Sang “Willow, tit willow, tit willow!”

And I said to him “Dicky bird why do you sit,

Singing ‘Willow, tit willow, tit willow’?

Is it weakness of intellect birdie?” I cried

“Or a rather tough worm in your little inside?”

With a shake of his poor little head he replied

“Oh willow, tit willow, tit willow.”

He slapp’d at his chest as he sat on the bough singing

“Willow, tit willow, tit willow!”

And a cold perspiration bespangled his brow,

Oh, willow, tit willow, tit willow!

He sobb’d and he sigh’d and a gurgle he gave,

Then he threw himself into the billowy wave

And an echo arose from the suicide’s grave

“Oh willow, tit willow, tit willow!”

Now I feel just as sure as I’m sure that my name

Isn’t willow, tit willow, tit willow

That ’twas blighted affection that made him exclaim

“Oh, willow, tit willow, tit willow!”

And if you remain callous and obdurate I,

Shall perish as he did and you will know why

Tho’ I probably shall not exclaim as I die,

“Oh, willow, tit willow, tit willow!”

Beauty in the Bellow of the Blast

KATISHA

There is beauty in the bellow of the blast

There is grandeur in the growling of the gale

There is eloquent outpouring when the lion is a roaring

And the tiger is a lashing of his tail!

KO-KO

Yes, I like to see a tiger from the Congo or the Niger

And especially when lashing of his tail

KATISHA

Volcanos have a splendour that is grim,

And earthquakes only terrify the dolts

But to him who’s scientific there is nothing that’s terrific

In the falling of a flight of thunder bolts!

KO-KO

Yes, in spite of all my meekness, if I have a little weakness

It’s a passion for a flight of thunderbolts.

KO-KO & KATISHA

If that is so sing erry down derry it’s evident very our tastes are one

Away we’ll go and merrily marry, nor tardily tarry till day is done!

KO-KO

There is beauty in extreme old age, do you fancy you are elderly enough?

Information I’m requestion on a subject interesting,

Is a maiden all the better when she’s tough?

KATISHA

Throughout this wide dominion it’s the general opinion

That she’ll last a good deal longer when she’s tough

KO-KO

Are you old enough to marry do you think? Won’t you wait until you’re eighty in the shade?

There’s a fascination franctic in a ruin that’s romantic, do you think you are sufficiently decayed?

KATISHA

To the matter that you mention, I have given some attention

And I think I am sufficiently decayed

KO-KO & KATISHA

If that is so, sing derry down derry

It’s evident, very, our tastes are one!

Away we’ll go and merrily marry, nor tardily tarry till day is done!

If that is so sing derry down derry

It’s evident, very, our tastes are one

Away we’ll go and merrily marry, nor tardily tarry till day is done.

Sing derry down derry,

We’ll merrily marry,

Nor tardily tarry till day is done!

in the shade?

There’s a fascination franctic in a ruin that’s romantic, do you think you are sufficiently decayed?

KATISHA

To the matter that you mention, I have given some attention

And I think I am sufficiently decayed

KO-KO & KATISHA

If that is so, sing derry down derry

It’s evident, very, our tastes are one!

Away we’ll go and merrily marry, nor tardily tarry till day is done!

If that is so sing derry down derry

It’s evident, very, our tastes are one

Away we’ll go and merrily marry, nor tardily tarry till day is done.

Sing derry down derry,

We’ll merrily marry,

Nor tardily tarry till day is done!

Rehearsal Section 20 Songs and Notes

  • The Flowers that Bloom in the Spring

Flowers that bloom in the spring

NANKI

The flowers that bloom in the spring, tra la

Breathe promise of merry sunshine

As we merrily dance and we sing, tra la,

We welcome the hope that they bring, tra la,

Of a summer of roses and wine

Of a summer of roses and wine

And that’s what we mean when we say that a thing

Is welcome as flowers that bloom in the spring

Tra la la la la , Tra la la la la

The flowers that bloom in the spring

YUM-YUM, PITTI, POOH, & NANKI

Tra la la la la, Tra la la la la Tra la la la la la!

KO-KO

The flowers that bloom in the spring, tra la,

Have nothing to do with the case.

I’ve got to take under my wing, tra la,

A most unattractive old thing, tra la,

With a caricature ofa face,

With a caricature of a face;

And that’s what I mean when I say or I sing,

“Oh, bother the flowers that bloom in the spring!

Tra la la la la, Tra la la la la, oh bother the flowers of spring!”

YUM-YUM, PITTI, NANKI & POOH

Tra la la la la , Tra la la la la

YUM-YUM, PITTI, NANKI, POOH & KO-KO

Tra la la la la la !

Rehearsal Section 19 Songs and Notes

  • A vs. B

AvsB

MIKADO

See how the Fates their gifts allot,

For A is happy, B is not

Yet B is worthy, I dare say

Of more prosperity than A!

PITTI, POOH & KO-KO

Is B more worthy?

KATISHA

I should say he’s worth a great deal more than A

MIKADO, PITTI, POOH, KO-KO, & KATISHA

Yet A is happy, oh so happy! Laughing, ha ha!

Chaffing, ha! Ha! Nectar quaffing, ha! Ha! Ha!

Ever joyous ever gay, happy undeserving A!

Ever joyous ever gay, happy undeserving A!

PITTI, POOH, & KO-KO

If I were Fortune which I’m not

Be should enjoy A’s happy lot

And A should die in miserie,

That is, assuming I am B.

KATISHA & MIKADO

But should A perish?

PITTI, POOH, & KO-KO

That should he,

Of course, assuming I am B.

B should be happy! Oh so happy!

Laughing ha, ha! Chaffing ha! Ha!

Nectar quaffing Ha! Ha! Ha!

But condemned to die is he

Wretched, meritorious B!

But condemn’d to die is he,

Wretched, meritorious B!

Rehearsal Section 9 Songs and Notes

  • Finale Part 1 : Long Life ‘Til Then

Finale

CHORUS

With aspect stern and gloomy stride,

We come to learn how you decide,

Don’t hesitate, your choice to name,

A dreadful fate you’ll suffer all the same,

A dreadful fate you’ll suffer all the same!

POOH

To ask you what you mean to do we punctually appear.

Ko-Ko

Congratulate me gentlemen I’ve found a volunteer!

CHORUS

The Japanese equivalent for Hear, Hear, Hear!

Ko-Ko

‘Tis Nanki-Poo!

CHORUS

Hail Nanki-Pooh!

Ko-Ko

I think he’ll do!

CHORUS

Yes, yes he’ll do!

Ko-Ko

He yields his life if Yum-Yum I’ll surrender,

Now I adore that girl with passion tender,

and could not quit her with a ready will,

Or her allot if I did not adore myself with passion tenderer still,

With passion tenderer still!

CHORUS

A yes, he loves himself with passion tenderer still!

Ko-Ko

Take her she’s yours!

NANKI

The threaten’d cloud has pass’d away

YUM-YUM

And fairly shines the dawning day

NANKI

What tho’ the night many come to soon

YUM-YUM

There’s yet a month of afternoon!

YUM-YUM, NANKI, PISH, PITTI, PEEP, POOH, & CHORUS

Then let the throng our joy advance with laughing song and merry dance

Then let the throng our joy advance with laughing song and merry dance

With laughing song and merry dance

With laughing song

With joyous shout with joyous shout and ringing cheer

Inaugurate, inaugurate their brief career!

With joyous shout and ringing cheer

With joyous, joyous shout!

Laughing song, merry dance, with laughing song and merry dance

POOH

As in three weeks you’ve got to die,

If Ko-Ko tells us true

‘T’were empty compliment to cry

“Long life to Nanki Poo!”

But as you’ve got three weeks to live

As fellow citizen,

This toast with three times three we’ll give

“Long life, long life to you till then!”

CHORUS

May all good fortune, all good fortune prosper you

May you have, may you have health and riches too

May you succeed in all you do

Long life, long life to you till then!

Rehearsal Section 7 Songs and Notes

Rehearsal Section Notes:

People who need to come to Section 7 rehearsal

Jesse

Bree

Carlie

We have created tracks for individual timing practice, without the distraction of overlapping voices, as well as a complete track so that you can hear what the entire song is supposed to sound like. Make sure you have the correct character’s individual track. :)

  • I Am So Proud

I am so proud – Full Song

Pooh ONLY

Ko-Ko ONLY

POOH

I am so proud, if I allow’d my family pride to be my guide

I’d volunteer to quit this sphere instead of you in a minute or two

But fam’ly pride must be denied and set aside and mortified, and mor-or-or-ti-fied

KO-KO

My brain it teems with endless schemes both good and new for Titipu

But if I flit the benefit that I’d diffuse the town would lose! The town would lose!

Now ev’ry man to aid his clan should plot and plan as best he can

PISH

I heard one day a gentleman say that crimanals who are cut in two

Can hardly feel the fatal steel and so are slain without much pain

If this is true, it’s jolly for you; your courage screw to bid us adieu

*POOH

I am so proud, if I allow’d my family pride to be my guide,

I’d volunteer to quite this sphere instead of you in a minute or two

*KO-KO

My brain it teems with endless schemes both good and new for Titipu, for Titipu

But if I flit, the benefit that I’d diffuse the town would lose!

Now ev’ry man to aid his clan should plot and plan as best he can

*PISH

I heard one day a gentleman say that criminals who are cut in two

Can hardly feel the fatal steel and so are slain without much pain

If this is true, it’s jolly for you, your courage screw to bid us adieu

KO-KO

And so although I’m ready to go, yet recollect

‘Twere disrespect did I neglect to thus effect

This aim direct, so I object

POOH

And so although I wish to go, and greatly pine to brightly shine

And take the line of a hero fine

With grief condign, I must decline

PISH

And go and show both friend and foe how much you dare,

I’m quite aware it’s your affair, yet I declare, I’d take your share

But I don’t much care

*KO-KO

So I object, so I object, so I object

So I object, so I object,  so I object

*POOH

I must decline, I must decline,

I must decline, I must decline

I must decline, I must decline

*PISH

I’d take your share but I don’t much care

I’d take your share but I don’t much care

I’d take your share, but I don’t much care

Much care, I don’t much care, I don’t much care

KO-KO, PISH & POOH

To sit in solemn silence in a dull dark dock

In a pestilential prison with a life long lock

Awaiting the sensation of a short sharp shock

From a cheap and chippy chopper on a big black block!

To sit in solemn silence in a dull dark dock

In a pestilential prison with a life long lock

Awaiting the sensation of a short sharp shock

From a cheap and chippy chopper on a big black block!

A dull dark dock

A life long lock

A short sharp shock

A big black block

To sit in solemn silence in a pestilential prison

And awaiting the sensation from a cheap and chippy chopper

On a big black block!

Rehearsal Section 13 Songs and Notes

Wedding Day

merry madrigal Yum-Yum

merry madrigal Pittising

YUM-YUM

Brightly dawns our wedding day;

PITTI, PISH, NANKI, & YUM

Joyous hour we give thee greeting!

Whither, whither art thou fleeting?

Fickle moment prithee stay! Fickle moment, prithee stay!

NANKI

What though mortal joys be hollow

PITTI

Pleasures come if sorrows follow

YUM-YUM, NANKI, PISH, & PITTI

Though the tocsin sound ere long

*YUM-YUM

Though the tocsin sound ere long,

though the tocsin sound ere long,

Ding dong! Ding dong!

*PITTI & PISH

Ding dong! Ding dong!

Ding donw! Ding dong!

Ding dong! Ding dong!

* NANKI

Though the tocsin sound ere long, sound ere long,

Ding dong! Ding dong!

NANKI, YUM-YUM, PISH, & PITTI

Yet until the shadows fall, over one and over all

YUM-YUM

Sing a merry madrigal

NANKI, YUM-YUM, PISH, & PITTI

Sing a merry madrigal, sing a merry madrigal

*YUM-YUM

Fa  la Fa la,

Fa la la la la

Fa la la la la

Fa la la la la

Fa la la la la la la la la

La la la la

Fa la

Fa la la la

Fa la

*PITTI

Fa la la la la la

Fa la la la la la la

Fa la la

Fa la

Fa la

Fa la la la la la

Fa la la

Fa la la

Fa la la la

Fa la

*NANKI

Fa la la la la

Fa la la la la

Fa la la la la

Fa la la la la

Fa la la la la

Fa la la la la la

Fa la la la

Fa la

*PISH

Fa la la la la

Fa la la la la la la

Fa la la la la la la

Fa la

Fa la la la la

Fa la la la la

Fa la la la la la

Fa la la

NANKI, YUM-YUM, PISH, & PITTI

Fa la la

Fa la la

Fa la la

Rehearsal Section 18 Songs and Notes

  • The Criminal Cried

The criminal cried

KO-KO

The criminal cried as he dropp’d him down

In a state of wild alarm

With a frightful, frantic, fearful frown

I bar’d my big right arm

I siez’d him by his little pigtail

And on his knees fell he, as he squirm’d and struggled

And gurgled and guggled

I drew my snickersnee

My snickersnee!

Oh ne’er shall I forget the cry or the shriek that shriek-ed he

As I gnash’d my teeth, when from its sheath I drew my snicker snee!

CHORUS

We know him well, he cannot tell

True or grounded tales

He always tries not to utter lies

And ev’ry time he fails

PITTI

He shiver’d and shook as he gave the sign for the stroke he didn’t deserve

When all of a sudden his eye met mine and it seem’d to brace his nerve

For he nodded his head and kiss’d his hand, and he whistled an air did he

As the sabre true cut cleanly through his cervical vertebree, his vertebree!

When a main’s afraid a beautiful maid is a cheering sight to see;

And it’s oh, I’m glad, that moment sad, was sooth’d by sight of me!

CHORUS

Her terrible tale you can’t assail,

With no truth does it agree

Her taste exact for fault filled fact

Amounts to a disease.

POOH

Now before you’d have said that head was dead, (For its owner dead would be he),

He twisted his neck, with a smile well-bred, and bowed three times to me!

It was none of your impudent off-hand nods, but as humble as could be;

For he clearly knew the deference due to a man of pedigree, of pedigree!

And it’s oh, I vow, this deathly bow, was a touching sight to see;

Though losing life, yet he couldn’t forget, the deference due to me!

CHORUS

This haughty youth, he speaks the truth

Whene’er he finds it pays

And in this case, it ne’er took place

Exactly as he says!

Exactly, Exactly

Exactly, Exactly as he says!

Rehearsal Section 17 Songs and Notes

Rehearsal Section Notes:

People who need to come to Section 17 rehearsal:

Nikki

Beth

Carlie

Evie

Ian

Gabe


  • Miya Sama

Miya Sama

CHORUS

Mi ya sa ma, mi ya sa ma ohn n’m ma no ma ye ni

Pi ra pi ra su ru no wa nan gia na

To ko ton ya re ton ya re na!

Mi ya sa ma mi ya sa ma ohn n’m ma no ma ye ni

Pi ra pi ra su ru no wa nan gia na

To ko ton ya re ton ya re na

MIKADO

From ev’ry kind of man obedience I expect; I’m the Emperess of Japan

KATISHA

And I’m her daughter-law-elect

She’ll marry her son, (she’s only got one)

To her daughter-in-law elect.

MIKADO

My morals have been declar’d particularly correct

KATISHA

But they’re nothing at all compared with those

Of her daughter-in-law elect

Bow, bow, to her daughter-in-law elect.

CHORUS

Bow, bow, to her daughter-in-law elect!

MIKADO

In a motherly kind of way I govern each tribe and sect,

All cheerfully own my sway

KATISHA

Except her daughter-in-law elect!

As tough as a bone, with a will of her own,

Is her daughter-in-law elect!

MIKADO

My nature is love and light, my freedom from all defect

KATISHA

Is insignificant quite, compar’d with her daughter-in-law elect!

Bow! Bow! To her daughter-in-law elect!

CHORUS

Bow! Bow! To her daughter-in-law elect!

  • Humane Mikado

Humane Mikado

Humane Mikado no words

A more humane Mikado never did in Japan exist

To nobody second, I’m certainly reckon’d

A true philanthropist

It is my very humane endeavour to make to some extent

Each evil liver a running river of harmless merriment

My object all sublime I shall achieve in time

To let the punishment fit the crime, the punishment fit the crime

And make each pris’ner pent unwillingly represent

A source of innocent merriment of innocent merriment!

All prosy dull society sinners who chatter and bleat and bore

Are sent to hear sermons from mystical Germans, who preach from ten ’til four

The amateur tenor whose vocal villanies all desire to shirk

Shall during off hours exhibit his powers to Madame Tussaud’s wax work

The lady who dyes a chemical yellow or stains her grey hair puce

Or pinches her figure is painted with vigour

With permanent walnut juice

The idiot who, in railway carriages scribbles on window panes

We only suffer to ride on a buffer in Parliament’ry trains

My object all sublime, I shall ahcieve in time

To let the punishment fit the crime, the punishment fit the crime

And make each pris’ner pent unwillingly represent

A source of innocent merriment, of innocent merriment

CHORUS

Her object all sublime, she will achieve in time

To let the punishment fit the crime, the punishment fit the crime

And make each pris’ner pent unwillingly represent

A source of innocent merriment, of innocent merriment!

MIKADO

The advertising quack who wearies with tales of counless cures

His teeth, I’ve enacted, shall all be extracted by terrified amateurs

The music hall singer attends a series of masses and fugues and “ops”

By Bach interwoven with Spohr and Beethoven at classical Monday Pops.

The billiard sharp whom anyone catches him doom’s extremely hard

He’s made to dwell in a dungeon cell on a spot that’s always barr’d

And there he plays extravagent matches in fitless finger stalls

On a cloth untrue with a twisted cue, and elliptical billard balls!

My object all sublime I shall achieve in time,

To let the punishment fit the crime, the punishment fit the crime

And make each pris’ner pent unwillingly represent

A source of innocent merriment, of innocent merriment

CHORUS

Her object all sublime she shall achieve in time,

To let the punishment fit the crime, the punishment fit the crime

And make each pris’ner pent unwillingly represent

A source of innocent merriment, of innocent merriment!

Rehearsal Section 2 Songs and Notes

Rehearsal Section Notes:

People who need to come to Section 2 rehearsal:

Natalie

Jesse

Carlie

  • Young Man Despair

Young Man Despair

POOH

Young man despair, likewise go to

Yum-Yum the fair, you must not woo

It will not do: I’m sorry for you

You very imperfect ab-lu-tion-er!

This very day from school Yum-Yum

Will wend her way and homeward come

With beat of drum and a rum-tum-tum

To wed the Lord High Executioner!

And the brass will crash and the trumpet bray

And they’ll cut a dash on their wedding day

She’ll toddle away as all aver

With the Lord High Executioner!

NANKI & PISH

And the brass will crash and the trumpets bray

And they’ll cut a dash on their wedding day.

She’ll toddle away as all aver with the Lord High Executioner!

POOH

It’s a hopeless case as you may see

And in your place away I’d flee

But don’t blame me I’m sorry to be

Of your pleasure a di-min-u-tion-er

They’ll vow their pact extremely soon

In point of fact this afternoon

Her honeymoon with that buffoon

At seven commences so you shun her

And the brass will crash and the trumpet bray

And they’ll cut a dash on their wedding

She’ll toddle away as all aver, with the Lord High Executioner

NANKI & PISH

And the brass will crash and the trumpets bray

And they’ll cut a dash on their wedding day.

She’ll toddle away as all aver with the Lord High Executioner!

Rehearsal Section 12 Songs and Notes

  • Braid the Raven Hair

Braid the raven hair

PITTI & PEEP

Braid the raven hair,

Weave the supple tresses

Deck the maiden fair

In her loveliness

Paint the pretty face

Dye the coral lip

Empahsize the grace

Of her ladyship!

Art and nature, thus allied

Go to make a pretty bride!

Art and nature, thus allied,

Go to make a pretty brided!

PITTI SING

Sit with downcast eye

Let it brim with dew

Try if you can cry

We will do so, too.

When you’re summond, start

Like a frightened roe

Flutter, little heart, colour come and go!

Modesty at mariage tide

Well becomes a pretty bride!

Modesty at marriage tide

Well becomes a pretty bride!

PITTI & PEEP

Braid the raven hair

Weave the supple tresses

Deck the maiden fair

In her loveliness

Paint her pretty face

Dye the coral lip

Emphasize the grace of her ladyship!

Art and nature, thus allied

Go to make a pretty bride!

Art and nature, thus allied, go to make a pretty bride!

  • The Sun Whose Rays

The Sun Whose Rays Are All Ablaze

The Sun Whose Rays Are All Ablaze – music track

YUM-YUM

The sun whose rays are all ablaze with ever living glory

Does not deny his mjaesty he scorns to tell a story!

He don’t exclaim “I blush for shame, so kindly be indulgent!”

But fierce and bold, in fiery gold, he glories all effulgent!

I mean to rule the earth as he the sky

We really know our worth the sun and I!

I mean to rule the earth as he the sky

We really know our worth, the sun and I!

Observe his flame, that placid dame, the moon’s celestial highness

There’s not a trace upon her face of diffidence or shyness

She borrows light that thro’ the night, mankind may all acclaim her,

And truth to tell, she lights up well, so I for one don’t blame her

Ah, pray make no mistake, we are not shy;

we’re very wide awake! The moon and I!

Ah, pray make no mistake, we are not shy;

we’re very wide awake! The moon and I!