Lyrics: Stephen Sondheim
Music: Stephen Sondheim
FRITZ Now what?!
Only just the end of the world,
That's what!
Nothing but the end of the world!
Comes the revolution β
Don't laugh! It's coming!
Can't you hear the sound of that distant drumming?
Once the revolution is up and humming,
That'll be the end of the world,
Your world:
The world of private jets andΒ screening rooms
And hundred-thousand-bucks-an-ounce designer perfumes,
The world of Wall Street thieves and fashionistas
And Lamborghinis and Vodkatinis
It's all so over! Don't you know that?
RAFFAEL Oh, Fritz β a little joy, per favavere!
Life is pleasure! We have this day.
We have our charmful circle!
MARIANNE You mean charmed.
RAFFAEL It's my English... But why not? Call us charmful! And rejoice, Fritz , rejoice!
FRITZ Wake up, it's the end of the world,
You morons,
Welcome to the end of
Power brokers and hydrofractors
And underpaid teachers and overpaid actors
And disappearing polar bears
And bought-and-sold elections
And infinity pools
And Damien Hirsts
And phony bank accounts β
With safe deposit boxes in
Corrupt banana rat holes
Like Moranda!
They're gonna blow your mergers
And your laptops
And your bitcoins
All to bits!
CLAUDIA Fritz...
MARIANNE And abracadabra, here's CafΓ© Everything!
ALL EXCEPT FRITZ What a perfect day.
FRITZ What a perfect day.