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ACT II - Scene 1
No. 14: DUET. - Rupert & McCrankie.
 MIDI FILE [22KB, 2' 49"] |
 [2' 47"] |
| RUPERT. | ||
| There's no one by — no prying eye — | ||
| McCRANKIE. | ||
| Our solemn secret tae espy - | ||
| BOTH. | ||
| So let us plainly say — | ||
| RUPERT. | ||
| Could we create the world anew, - | ||
| McCRANKIE. | ||
| What we wad vera quickly do, — | ||
| BOTH. | ||
| If we but had our way! | ||
| RUPERT. | ||
| Like Joshua, we would stop the sun — | ||
| McCRANKIE. | ||
| The thing is vera simply done — | ||
| BOTH. | ||
| If we but had our way! | ||
| McCRANKIE. | ||
| We'd pit an end ta heat an' licht — An' bring aboot eternal nicht — |
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| BOTH. | ||
| If we but had our way! | ||
| RUPERT. | ||
| We'd supervise the plants and flowers — | ||
| McCRANKIE. | ||
| Prescribe 'em early closin' hours — | ||
| BOTH. | ||
| If we but had our way! | ||
| RUPERT. | ||
| We would forbid the rose to smell — | ||
| McCRANKIE. | ||
| We'd re-instate the curfew bell — | ||
| BOTH. | ||
| If we but had our way! | ||
| RUPERT. | ||
| No man, in influenza's throes, | ||
| McCRANKIE. | ||
| Suld be allo'ed ta blaw his nose — | ||
| BOTH. | ||
| If we but had our way! | ||
| RUPERT. | ||
| No cock should crow, no bird should sing, — | ||
| McCRANKIE. | ||
| Naebody suld dae onything — | ||
| RUPERT. | ||
| Without our license, sealed and signed: — | ||
| McCRANKIE. | ||
| For we wad dominate monkind — | ||
| BOTH. | ||
| If we but had our way! | ||
| RUPERT. | ||
| We were not, through some freak of earth, Consulted at the planet's birth — |
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| BOTH. | ||
| Though we'd a lot to say! | ||
| McCRANKIE. | ||
| Had we been on creation's scene, A great improvement there'd ha' been — |
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| BOTH. | ||
| If we but had our way! | ||
| RUPERT. | ||
| But somehow we were clean forgot, | ||
| McCRANKIE. | ||
| That's why we'll make things piping hot — | ||
| BOTH. | ||
| And ye the piper pay. | ||
| McCRANKIE. | ||
| We'll tax ye oop an' tax ye doon, | ||
| RUPERT. | ||
| We'll tax the country, tax the toon, — | ||
| BOTH. | ||
| If we but had our way. | ||
| RUPERT. | ||
| We'll tax ye hip, an' tax ye thigh, — | ||
| McCRANKIE. | ||
| An' sen' the rate-book oop lift-high, — | ||
| BOTH. | ||
| And cry, hurray, hurray! | ||
| RUPERT. | ||
| An' what becomes o' science, art, | ||
| McCRANKIE. | ||
| The law, the temple, an' the mart, | ||
| BOTH. | ||
| We naether ken nor care! | ||
| RUPERT. | ||
| We only know, as sure as shot — | ||
| McCRANKIE. | ||
| Wha pays his scot an' bears his lot — | ||
| BOTH. | ||
| A lot will have to bear. | ||
| RUPERT. | ||
| We only know, our lack of sense | ||
| McCRANKIE. | ||
| Is inconceivably immense! | ||
| RUPERT. | ||
| And now, we hope, ye plainly see | ||
| McCRANKIE. | ||
| That ye are bigger fools than we — | ||
| BOTH. | ||
| If we but have our way! | ||
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