Michael Rupert & Rachel York - Bang! (From "a Little Night Music") paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Bang! (From "a Little Night Music") - Michael Rupert & Rachel York



Bang! The war commences
The enemy awaits in quivering expectancy
The poor defenses, the penetrable gates
How terrible to be a woman
The time is here
The game is there
The smell of fear
Like a musk pervades the air
The bugle sounding
The pistol's steady
The blood is pounding, ah
Take aim and ready, ah
Bang! 20 minutes small talk
30 at the most
Bang! Two or three to pour the schnapps
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Half a minute to propose the necessary toast
Bang! The tunic opens, bang! The trousers fall
Bang! The foe is helpless back against the wall
Bang! An hour and a quarter over all
And bang! (20 minutes to arrange these bloody awful flowers)
Bang! (Can I get away with more?) Bang! Bang! Bang!
(Then I have to brush my hair and that could take me hours)
Bang! (A fit of vapors) bang! (No, that's too quaint)
Bang! (A wracking cough and then a graceful faint)
Bang! (A lengthy lecture) bang! (On self-restraint)
Bang! Bang!
(Bang! Bang!)
(Bang! Bang!) The battle rages
(Bang!) Whatever ground I gain
I fortify remorselessly
(Bang! Bang!) The foe engages
(Bang!) By shifting the terrain
How pitiful to be a woman
(Bang!) Attack
(Bang!) Retreat
(Bang!) Lay back
(Bang!) Reform
(Bang! Bang!) Outflank
(Bang!) Deplete
(Bang!) Move up and then restore
(Bang! Bang!)
The siege succeeding
(Bang!) The time grows shorter
(Bang!) She lies there pleading
(Bang!) I give no quarter
(Bang!) Bang! A fire at the elbow
Salvo at the knee
(Bang!) Bang! Fuselage at breast and thigh
(Bang! Bang! Bang!) Bang! Bang! Bang!
Then when she's exhausted
Bang! A fresh sortie
(Bang!) I taste the conquest
(Bang!) The taste is sweet
(Bang! Bang!) She lays her arms down
Welcoming defeat
(Bang! Bang!) Both sides content
(Bang!) Secure
(Bang!) Positions
(Bang! Bang! Bang!)
All passion spent
(Bang!) Discuss
(Bang!) Conditions
How terrible
(Bang!) How pitiful
(Bang!) How glorious to be a woman
(He is a peacock)
(I keep forgetting)
The quarry senses
A momentary pang
(It's all so foolish)
(Why am I sweating?)
The war commences
Bang!



Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim


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