The Homeless Ladys Revenge versuri

The Homeless Ladys Revenge lyrics by William Finn, Mary Testa, Malcolm Gets, Norm Lewis

THE HOMELESS LADY
Books for sale! Two bucks a book!

We have books
All sorts of fiction
You can buy at a discount
As of this count 103 books
From classics to mystery
Also gay history here
On the street!

Where do I get them?
I have my sources
Readers, divorces, lives go bad
Kids go to college
Mothers throw their books away
And mothers throw their books away
When mothers get mad

We have books

GORDON & ROGER
Life is wonderful

THE HOMELESS LADY
Fancy books

GORDON & ROGER
Very wonderful

THE HOMELESS LADY
All these books displayed in my trolley
Poems, porno and whackery
Also some Thackeray here
On thе street

GORDON
I can’t believe what I see
Half thеse books belong to me
Half these books
With my name on the cover!

ROGER
Some with the name of your lover

GORDON
But you have found my books
You have found my history
Oh, you don’t know what this means to me!
It means to me I live
I live!

ROGER
Lady Grace
Do you recognize my face?

THE HOMELESS LADY
Two bucks

ROGER
In an uninviting place

THE HOMELESS LADY
Two bucks!

ROGER
I am someone who you’ve counselled once before

THE HOMELESS LADY
Don’t touch them

ROGER
Blink or somehow try to show
I am someone who you know
Please forgive me if I stand here to implore
But here’s his whole library
Which I think is very, very well-worth fighting for

THE HOMELESS LADY
I don’t care if you’re the King of England
I don’t care if you’re a saint
It’s two bucks!

GORDON
What?

THE HOMELESS LADY
I don’t care if life’s a silly picnic
Which is something that it ain’t
It’s two bucks, Two bucks!
If you were my mother
Uno, dos!
Two bucks
If you were my dog

ROGER
Where did you find them?

GORDON
She’s making me crazy

THE HOMELESS LADY
I have my sources

GORDON
You’re making me crazy!

THE HOMELESS LADY
Readers, divorces

ROGER
Oh, Jesus Christ!

THE HOMELESS LADY
Lives go bad

GORDON
But these are mine!

THE HOMELESS LADY
Not anymore, they aren’t!
Mothers throw these books away

GORDON
But these are mine!

THE HOMELESS LADY
And mothers throw these books away
When mothers get mad
Come buy them!

GORDON
Hey! Come back, come back! Those are my books!

ROGER
Gordo, what are you doing? They’re only books