Let me in this bitch. Let me get some change shit. Man fuck this dress code bitch. i can dance
muthafucka. i can daaannncccee.
i'm on crack, Walkin alleyways downtown, people drop change so i'm checkin the ground behind a
nightclub, i can hear the bump outside i hear em' laughin' and drinkin' and dancin' getin' live and
i'm lonely, graspin' on my 55 cent, i don't know where my meds went, they been spent and i'm bent, i
don't remember yesterday at all, i'm barkin at the moon as i'm pissin' on the wall, people grippin'
new cars checkin' out a few bars, they see me comin' side step a few yards i'm like a bad man, holdin'
out my crusty ass hands scouldin' an imaginary friend scary and i'm blackin' out just about to lose
all hope, i was peerin through the window of a nightclub scopin', and there she was everything i
planned for on the spotlight on the dance floor gravitatin'
She kept her rythum her feet to the floor she dipped down she did the twirl and she shook it some
more she's groovy. She made me happy i tried to refrain I walk off but then i run right back i'm at it
again she's callin'
I ran a few blocks away and broke a bottle, carjacked a mini-van and punched full throttle right back
to the spot then i waited to get her, but when she came out, she had a bitch-boy wit' her no problem,
hit the pipe and follow em' home and my imaginary freind gone have to leave me alone cause this really
goin' down i feel it pullin me home knowin i'm a wicked clown i gotta throw it down, she pulled in her
and her fuck ass strolled in, i hit the pipe again and jump out the stolen, jumpin through back yards
clumsey and trippin', it don't matter where ya go theres a throat slingin', and the way she danced
split flames burnin me alive out here quit playin games i'm on the side of her house lookin in through
the back den and there she was with him again dancin'
I walk right in through the front door unlocked, no gun cocked, cinder block, clown paint, i came
here to dance boogy, umph ahhh, and maybe tap a little nookie, i'm creepin music bumpin in the back,
i'm down the hallway hidin' behind the coat rack, and here come the punk bout to get champaighned, i
take the rock and pop em' with the damn thang, hit em' in the back of the head, he dropped the wine
but i caught him in time i had to take his life with a steak knife, i washed it off and put it back
i'm keepin' the place nice i'm comin bitch you want an olive or somethin' i'm fuckin' straight out the
streets but i'm down with some frontin' i wanna tango, but instead i'm still outside the club and it's
[intro]
Let me in this bitch. Let me get some change shit. Man fuck this dress code bitch. i can dance
muthafucka. i can daaannncccee.
[verse 1]
i'm on crack, Walkin alleyways downtown, people drop change so i'm checkin the ground behind a
nightclub, i can hear the bump outside i hear em' laughin' and drinkin' and dancin' getin' live and
i'm lonely, graspin' on my 55 cent, i don't know where my meds went, they been spent and i'm bent, i
don't remember yesterday at all, i'm barkin at the moon as i'm pissin' on the wall, people grippin'
new cars checkin' out a few bars, they see me comin' side step a few yards i'm like a bad man, holdin'
out my crusty ass hands scouldin' an imaginary friend scary and i'm blackin' out just about to lose
all hope, i was peerin through the window of a nightclub scopin', and there she was everything i
planned for on the spotlight on the dance floor gravitatin'
[chorus]
She kept her rythum her feet to the floor she dipped down she did the twirl and she shook it some
more she's groovy. She made me happy i tried to refrain I walk off but then i run right back i'm at it
again she's callin'
[verse 2]
I ran a few blocks away and broke a bottle, carjacked a mini-van and punched full throttle right back
to the spot then i waited to get her, but when she came out, she had a bitch-boy wit' her no problem,
hit the pipe and follow em' home and my imaginary freind gone have to leave me alone cause this really
goin' down i feel it pullin me home knowin i'm a wicked clown i gotta throw it down, she pulled in her
and her fuck ass strolled in, i hit the pipe again and jump out the stolen, jumpin through back yards
clumsey and trippin', it don't matter where ya go theres a throat slingin', and the way she danced
split flames burnin me alive out here quit playin games i'm on the side of her house lookin in through
the back den and there she was with him again dancin'
[chorus x1]
[verse 3]
I walk right in through the front door unlocked, no gun cocked, cinder block, clown paint, i came
here to dance boogy, umph ahhh, and maybe tap a little nookie, i'm creepin music bumpin in the back,
i'm down the hallway hidin' behind the coat rack, and here come the punk bout to get champaighned, i
take the rock and pop em' with the damn thang, hit em' in the back of the head, he dropped the wine
but i caught him in time i had to take his life with a steak knife, i washed it off and put it back
i'm keepin' the place nice i'm comin bitch you want an olive or somethin' i'm fuckin' straight out the
streets but i'm down with some frontin' i wanna tango, but instead i'm still outside the club and it's
all in my head.
[chorus x1]
Boots were of leather, a breath of cologne
the mirror was a window she sat by alone.
All around the garden grew scarlet and purple and crimson and blue.
She came dead and she went, and at last went away, the garden was sealed when the
flowers decayed.
On the wall of the garden a legend did say, no one may come here since no one may
stay.
Let me in this bitch. Let me get some change shit. Man fuck this dress code bitch. i can dance
muthafucka. i can daaannncccee.
i'm on crack, Walkin alleyways downtown, people drop change so i'm checkin the ground behind a
nightclub, i can hear the bump outside i hear em' laughin' and drinkin' and dancin' getin' live and
i'm lonely, graspin' on my 55 cent, i don't know where my meds went, they been spent and i'm bent, i
don't remember yesterday at all, i'm barkin at the moon as i'm pissin' on the wall, people grippin'
new cars checkin' out a few bars, they see me comin' side step a few yards i'm like a bad man, holdin'
out my crusty ass hands scouldin' an imaginary friend scary and i'm blackin' out just about to lose
all hope, i was peerin through the window of a nightclub scopin', and there she was everything i
planned for on the spotlight on the dance floor gravitatin'
She kept her rythum her feet to the floor she dipped down she did the twirl and she shook it some
more she's groovy. She made me happy i tried to refrain I walk off but then i run right back i'm at it
again she's callin'
I ran a few blocks away and broke a bottle, carjacked a mini-van and punched full throttle right back
to the spot then i waited to get her, but when she came out, she had a bitch-boy wit' her no problem,
hit the pipe and follow em' home and my imaginary freind gone have to leave me alone cause this really
goin' down i feel it pullin me home knowin i'm a wicked clown i gotta throw it down, she pulled in her
and her fuck ass strolled in, i hit the pipe again and jump out the stolen, jumpin through back yards
clumsey and trippin', it don't matter where ya go theres a throat slingin', and the way she danced
split flames burnin me alive out here quit playin games i'm on the side of her house lookin in through
the back den and there she was with him again dancin'
I walk right in through the front door unlocked, no gun cocked, cinder block, clown paint, i came
here to dance boogy, umph ahhh, and maybe tap a little nookie, i'm creepin music bumpin in the back,
i'm down the hallway hidin' behind the coat rack, and here come the punk bout to get champaighned, i
take the rock and pop em' with the damn thang, hit em' in the back of the head, he dropped the wine
but i caught him in time i had to take his life with a steak knife, i washed it off and put it back
i'm keepin' the place nice i'm comin bitch you want an olive or somethin' i'm fuckin' straight out the
streets but i'm down with some frontin' i wanna tango, but instead i'm still outside the club and it's
Yo sé Rosemary,
que tú Rosemary
aún no eres mujer.
Yo sé Rosemary,
que al fin Rosemary
tu amor ha de nacer.
Yo sé Rosemary,
que al fin Rosemary
a mí te entregarás.
Igual que una flor
se entrega...
Al llegar la primavera,
Rosemary,
tu amor todo mío será.
Quizás Rosemary,
en ti Rosemary
exista una ilusión.
Quizás Rosemary,
en mí Rosemary
exista otra ilusión.
Yo sé Rosemary,
que al fin Rosemary
todo ha de salir bien.
Igual que en esos cuentos
en que al llegar la primavera,
Rosemary,
tu amor todo mío será.
Calamaro: canto y voces
Nebbia: piano y sintetizadores
Minimal: guitarra
Boaglio: bajo eléctrico
Colombres: batería
Ciro Fogliatta: solo de órgano
Patricio Villarejo: cellos
Little Mary was five years old
Her parents left her, she was out in the cold
Alone to live and find her way
In this great world of heartache and pain
Eyes of brown, matted locks of gold
Her flowered dress is tattered and soiled
Tear stained cheeks, her feet cold and bare
Who could have left a child so rare
Rosemary your day will come
He loved you so He gave His only son
Keep the faith in your soul
Stay down on your knees
I'm begging you please
Hold onto the beads at your heart
A burning heart and tired eyes
Howling winds for lullabys
No one there to soothe her fright
Nowhere to turn but the inward light
Because life is for believing
That your heart can turn to gold
All you need is Christ to receive it
There's eternal life for every soul
Rosemary your day will come
He loved you so He gave His only son
Keep the faith in your soul
Stay down on your knees
I'm begging you please
Hold onto the beads at your heart
Rosemary, Rosemary
He loves you
He needs you
He wants you
So don't let him down
Singing
Rosemary your day will come
He loved you so He gave His only son
Keep the faith in your soul
Stay down on your knees
I'm begging you please
Hold onto the beads at your heart
Yeah yeah,
Rosemary, singing, Rosemary
Rosemary
Rosemary, come on now yeah
Got to keep the faith yeah
If you see RoseMary
Tell her I'm comin home to stay
Tell her I'm tired of travlin out here
Can't go on this way.
Every nite when I'm travlin meet a friend
Tellem I'm comin home to stay
So if you see RoseMary, tell her, tell her I'm on my way.
wa wa wa wa wa wa wa wa wa wa wa wa wa wa wa wa
When I get back home I'm gonna hold RoseMary in my arms.
Rosemary, won't you come out tonight?
The moon is shining and the stars are bright
If you stay inside, how can I love you, dear
When you're up there and I'm down here?
Come on down, we'll take a walk in the park
I know a place there where it's nice and dark
I'll hold yours, baby, and you'll hold mine
I'm thinking about you all the time
Hear that wind blow
'Gainst your window
And I call your name
I need you so, baby
I'm ready to go, baby
Ain't that a shame?
Take your shoes off
Come with me
Take your shoes off
Rosemary, won't you come out tonight?
The moon is shining and the stars are bright
If you stay inside, how can I love you, dear
When you're up there and I'm down here?
Rosemary
Rosemary
Do you remember when you walked with me
Down the street into the square?
How the women selling rosemary
Pressed the branches to your chest
Promised luck and all the rest
Put their fingers in your hair?
I had met you just the day before
Like an accident of fate
In the window there behind your door
How I wanted to break in
To that room beneath your skin
But all that would have to wait
In the Carmen of the Martyrs
With the statues in the courtyard
Whose heads and hands were taken
In the burden of the sun
I had come to meet you
With a question in my footsteps
I was going up the hillside
And the journey just begun
My sister says she never dreams at night
There are days when I know why
Those possibilities within her sight
With no way of coming true
'Cause some things just don't get through
Into this world, although they try
In the Carmen of the Martyrs
With the statues in the courtyard
Whose heads and hands were taken
In the burden of the sun
I had come to meet you
With a question in my footsteps.
I was going up the hillside
And the journey just begun.
And all I know of you
Is in my memory
And all I ask is you
Rosemary's the kind of girl
Don't need no reason
She's the kind
That just won't settle down
Clothes are out of season
She'll be done for treason
She'll be hanging
From a tree upside down
Fever, fever
Where you trying to run?
Fever, diva
Rosemary's not done
Well, Rosemary's the kind of girl
Tired of her beauty
She has taken
All her mirrors down
So you best believe her
The girl will give you fever
She's the kind to heat you up
And cool you down
Fever, fever
Where you trying to run?
Fever, diva
Rosemary, she's not done
she's my girl she's so wonderful i love her so
rosemary
kisses galore and i think the whole world of her
rosemary
rosemary she's the girl that i adore
she's rosemary and i'm going out with her now
most of the guys give her lots of talk they wanna walk with rosemary
with all their words they look more absurd like idiots
rosemary
rosemary i wanna tell the world who i'm dreaming of
it's rosemary and i'm going out with her now
when i'm out with rosemary in the clouds so high above
looking down upon the masses far below how could they know
that when i walk her home she's mine and mine alone
it's such a nice surprise to see her face
Voices from a photograph
Laughed from your wall
Screamed through your dreams
Wake up rosemary and wipe your teary eyes
Rise and cross the cold bare floor
And watch the moon through frosted glass
Damn that photograph
I'll have to take it down
She hears the boats as they move down the river
She sees a dog straining hard on his leash to get away
She hears the clock and it strikes like a hammer
Pounding the nails one day further in the coffin of her
Youth
Evenings with your mother's friends
Pregnant eyes, sagging chins
Swollen fingertips
Pour antique cups of tea
Who are you and where you been?
Suspended in a weightless wind
Watching trains go by
From platforms in the rain
Look at the photograph
Dream back last summer
Dream back the lips
Of that traveling salesman, mr. jim
He smelled of miracles
With stained glass whispers
You loved his laughter
You tremble beneath him once again
That's what i want
A new shot at life
But my coat's too thin
My feet won't fly
Rosemary, I've almost forgotten your name
The tears on my face, they don't burn quite the same
And I look in the mirror and your reflection's not there
Just the daughter of a man and a cold, hard stare
Rosemary, my desire to hold you is deep
And it keeps me from living and it keeps me from sleep
And my holding-on's so tight that my fingers might bleed
Her voice
Was the first I knew
She always
Liked popular tunes
You know
She's from Kentucky too
My mother sings
Sounds like to me
Rosemary Clooney
Can't miss
The start of the race
I wanna hear
The song they play
I think of her
On Derby Day
My mother sings
Sounds like to me
Rosemary Clooney
Smooth as silk
Rich and deep
With just a hint
Of Whiskey
Her voice
Was the first I knew
She really could play
Those St. Louis Blues
And you'd know
If you heard her croon
My mother sings
Or could it be
Rosemary sounds
I don't hear nothing but the sound of me breathing
Maybe just a night-tap, cricket or the slide of a friendly wind
And I don't feel nothing but the sand under my feet
I'm leaving the straight-press for awhile
I'm leaving the strain and the city lights
Rosemary taught me the way
To take it off and lay it down
And leave all the fighters on the edge of town
With their ringing cells and their slamming doors
Just me and my sandals walking moons from more
And life will rock you but you let it roll
Cause I think all this thinking's rushing me old
And here, the best I can do is dream of momma's casserole
I grew up in a small town, soon as I could, I ran out
Feeling might tight, top down and this dreaming needed some room
But somewhere on the city clock, a dreaming girl forgot
That sometimes, the pace of a rocking chair
Is good to slow down, reminisce the air
Rosemary taught me the way
To take it off and lay it down
Leave all the fighters on the edge of town
With their ringing cells and their slamming doors
Just me and my sandals walking moons from more
And life will rock you but you let it roll
Cause I think all this thinking's rushing me old
And here, the best I can do is dream of momma's casserole
Ain't nobody stepping me over
Ain't nobody around, these days
The height that's lifting me up
Is mostly bringing me down
I don't wish for a skyline
If it's barely feeling like home
Just a speck in this bowl
Of people to throw the very same stone
Rosemary taught me the way
La la la, la, la la la la
La la la, la
Rosemary taught me the way
To take it off and lay it down
And leave all the fighters on the edge of town
With their ringing cells and their slamming doors
Just me and my sandals walking moons from more
And life will rock you but you let it roll
Cause I think all this thinking's rushing me old
And here, the best I can do is dream of momma's casserole
Rosemary, Rosemary, please take my hand
& walk with me through Lovers' Land
Rosemary, Rosemary, by stars above
I vow right now, you'll have my love
(x2):
You are like an angel dressed in white, so heavenly
You can answer all my prayers tonight by loving me
Rosemary, Rosemary, please say you're mine
So I can love you all the time
It's in the way she talks
And how she stares
At someone when nothing is there
The way she sits
The way she stares
And never really seems to care
That nobody is ever there
Nobody is ever there
Rosemary (everybody says she's insane)
Everyone says she's insane (rosemary's my middle name)
Rosemary (that's my middle name)
That is my middle name
She's in the ground so deep
But doesn't mind
At least she has a place to sleep
I'm six feet under
And oh
Never really been this cheap
Hopefully she never weeps
Rosemary (everybody says she's insane)
Everyone says she's insane (rosemary's my middle name)
Rosemary (that's my middle name)
That is my middle name
Rosemary (she lives in the garden alone)
Lives in a garden alone
And wherever she is
That is her home
I wanna go home
Finch: Suddenly there is music
In the sound of your name:
Rosemary! Rosemary!
Was the melody locked inside me
Till at last out it came?
Rosemary! Rosemary!
Just imagine if we kissed!
What a crescendo, not to be missed.
As for the rest of my lifetime program,
Give me more of the same:
Rosemary! Rosemary!
There is wonderful music in the very sound
Of your name!
Rosemary: Ponty, what are you talking about?
Finch: Rosemary, the most wonderful thing has happened. Oh, can't you hear it? Can't you hear it?
Suddenly there is music
In the sound of your name
Rosemary: I don't hear a thing.
Finch: Rosemary! It's all around me; it's like a beautiful pink sky!
Rosemary: Now, look here, J. Pierrepont Finch . . .
Finch: Rosemary, darling, will you please marry J. Pierrepont Finch?
Rosemary: Now I hear it! I hear it! I hear it!
Suddenly there is music
In the sound of your name.
J. Pierrepont!
Finch: Rosemary!
Just imagine if we kissed!
What a crescendo,
Both: Not to be missed.
Finch: As for the rest of my lifetime program,
Give me more of the same:
Rosemary! Rosemary!
Both: There is wonderful music in the very sound
Of your name!
Finch: Wait a minute, Rosemary. Hello, operator: give me the man who paints names on office doors. Hello, name painter? This is Mr. Finch. I want my name on my door in gold leaf. Yes, J. Pierrepont Finch. J. Pierrepont. No, no, all capitals. Block letters:
J. Pierrepont,
Vice President
In Charge of Advertising
F-I-N-C-H
The usual spelling.
J. Pierrepont
Boy, when you see it on your own door,
There is wonderful music
In the very sound
Of your name!
Biggley learns the new Vice-President of Advertising is from Old Ivy's rival college, a "chipmunk", so he fires him and gives Finch the job. Now Rosemary will be Finch's secretary. Rosemary is not very pleased that after Finch declares his love, he seems more excited about this promotion than interested in her; and Frump plots revenge as the first act ends.
