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new broadway cast of merrily we roll along - opening doors lyrics

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[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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