letra de ya got trouble - original london cast of the music man
[harold]
a pool table, don’t you understand?
friend, either you’re closing your eyes
to a situation you do not wish to acknowledge
or you are not aware of the caliber of disaster indicated
by the presence of a pool table in your community
well, ya got trouble, my friend, right here
i say, trouble right here in river city
why, sure, i’m a billiard player
certainly mighty proud i say
i’m always mighty proud to say it
i consider that the hours i spend
with a cue in my hand are golden
help you cultivate horse sense
with a cool head and a keen eye
j’ever take and try to find
an iron-clad leave for yourself
from a three-rail billiard shot?
but just as i say
it takes judgment, brains, and maturity to score
in a balkline game
i say that any b00b can take
and shove a ball in a pocket
and i call that sloth
the first big step on the road
to the depths of deg-ra-day
i say, first, medicinal wine from a teaspoon
then beer from a bottle
an’ the next thing ya know
your son is playin’ for money
in a pinch-back suit
and list’nin to some big out-a-town jasper
hearin’ him tell about horse-race gamblin’
not a wholesome trottin’ race, no
but a race where they set down right on the horse
like to see some stuck-up jockey boy
settin’ on dan patch? make your blood boil?
well, i should say
now, friends, lemme tell you what i mean
ya got one, two, three, four, five, six pockets in a table
pockets that mark the diff’rence
between a gentlemen and a bum
with a capital “b,”
and that rhymes with “p” and that stands for pool
and all week long your river city
youth’ll be fritterin’ away
i say your young men’ll be fritterin’
fritterin’ away their noontime, suppertime, choretime too
get the ball in the pocket
never mind gettin’ dandelions pulled
or the screen door patched or the beefsteak pounded
never mind pumpin’ any water
’til your parents are caught with the cistern empty
on a sat-rday night and that’s trouble
yes, you got lots and lots of trouble
i’m thinkin’ of the kids in the knickerbockers
shirt-tail young ones, peekin’ in the pool
hall window after school, ya got trouble, folks
right here in river city
trouble with a capital “t”
and that rhymes with “p” and that stands for pool
now, i know all you folks are the right kind of parents
i’m gonna be perfectly frank
would ya like to know what kinda conversation goes
on while they’re loafin’ around that hall?
they be tryin’ out bevo, tryin’ out cubebs
tryin’ out tailor mades like cigarette fiends
and braggin’ all about
how they’re gonna cover up a tell-tale breath with sen-sen
one fine night, they leave the pool hall
headin’ for the dance at the arm’ry
libertine men, scarlet women and rag-time, shameless music
that’ll grab your son, your daughter
with the arms of a jungle animal instinct
mass-staria
friends, the idle brain is the devil’s playground
trouble
[people]
oh, we got trouble
[harold]
right here in river city
[people]
right here in river city
[harold]
with a capital “t”
and that rhymes with “p”
and that stands for pool
[people]
that stands for pool!
[harold]
we’ve surely got trouble!
[people]
we’ve surely got trouble
[harold]
right here in river city
[people]
right here
[harold]
gotta figure out a way
to keep the young ones moral after school
[people]
our children, children’s gonna have trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble…
[harold]
mothers of river city
heed that warning before it’s too late
watch for the tell-tale signs of corruption
the minute your son leaves the house
does he re-buckle his knickerbockers below the knee?
is there a nicotine stain on his index finger?
a dime novel hidden in the corn crib?
is he starting to memorize jokes from cap’n billy’s whiz bang?
are certain words creeping into his conversation?
words like, like “swell”?
[people]
trouble
[harold]
and “so’s your old man”?
[people]
trouble
[harold]
well, if so my friends
ya got trouble
[people]
oh, we got trouble
[harold]
right here in river city
[people]
right here in river city
[harold]
with a capital “t”
and that rhymes with “p”
and that stands for pool
[people]
that stands for pool
[harold]
we’ve surely got trouble
[people]
we’ve surely got trouble
[harold]
right here in river city
[people]
right here
[harold]
remember the maine, plymouth rock and the golden rule
[people]
our children, children’s gonna have trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble…
[harold]
oh-ho, we got trouble
we’re in terrible, terrible trouble
that game with the fifteen numbered b-lls is a devil’s tool
[people]
devil’s tool
[harold]
oh yes we got trouble, trouble, trouble
[people]
oh yes we got trouble here
we’ve got big, big trouble
[harold]
with a “t”
[people]
with a capital “t”
[harold]
gotta rhyme it with “p”
[people]
gotta rhyme with “p”
[harold]
and that stands for pool
[people]
that stands for pool
letras aleatórias
- letra de carleon - shiny ruby
- letra de outro - bb ritto
- letra de peace - hellaoccupied
- letra de the playground (redux) - vygr
- letra de бич пакет (doshirak) - хонисаклер(honeysuckler)
- letra de get like me - slattkb
- letra de è già sabato - joe barbieri
- letra de delilah (pull me out of this) [mixed] - fred again..
- letra de the benefits of owning a custom height table - martin
- letra de nos dires sont lassants - dexa. (fra)