Streetsinger: Yeah! Looks like we got a good crowd goin' here tonight on Streetsinger's Row. Streetsinger's Row, that's where we do our little sidewalk show, And we gonna be doin our little show for you all in just about a minute or so. And look....looks like every star out in heaven is shinin' down on Brooklyn tonight. So reach into those pockets and pocketbooks, Because we ain't doin' this for our health you know.
ShareFacebookTwitterWhatsAppMessage Streetsinger: Ooohhh....yea...yea...yea... There's a heart behind these hands There's a soul beneath these clothes There's a story behind these empty eyes That no one wants to know So if you have the time to listen Then you just might understand That your very life Lies in the very hands of fate Like the heart behind these hands Like the heart behind these hands
I once had me a fortuneteller tell me about my life
Raven: She said if no one's ever loved you child Then everyone pays the price
Brooklyn: She said love is all we live for
Faith: It's gods one and only plan!!
Taylor: But even god may still abandon you Like the heart behind these hands
Streetsinger: No no brother he's the one that's gonna pull you through His love is fdo command!! yea!!
Company: There's a heart behind these hands There's a sould beneath these clothes
Streetsinger: There's a story behind these empty eyes That no one wants to know
Paradice: And do if the spirit moves you
Taylor: Give only what you can
Brooklyn: And i'll sing my song Good and strong I'm gonna sing it
Streetsinger: Go ahead and sing it!!
Paradice: I'm gonna sing it! sing it!! sing it!!
Streetsinger: Sing your heart!!
Taylor: I'm gonna sing it!!
Faith: Hoowahooo!!
Company: From the heart behind these hands!! From the heart behind these hands!!!
Streetsinger: Yeah! Thank ya! Thank ya, Sir. Thank ya, Ma'am, bless you and your family.
Paradice: Oh now you didn't just throw some monopoly money in there now did ya boss? I mean we ain't the the real estate business but we in business for real. Pullin ourselves up by our own bootstraps. Ok?
Brooklyn: Yeah, we're gonna sing for our supper.
Taylor: That's right, we're gonna tell ya'll a story.
Streetsinger: Yeah, we're gonna tell you our own little sidewalk fairy tale.
Company: Sidewalk fairytale
Streetsinger: It's a tale of family, fame, faith, and fate. And every fairytale holds a little truth...oh, but who's truth? Ladies and gentlemen...Showtime!
Streetsinger: Once upon a time, a young American went to Paris with nothing but a guitar and a dream. His name was Taylor Collins.
Taylor: I play Taylor Collins.
Streetsinger: And he dreamed of being a singer, a poet, a writer of songs, He dreamed of fame....keep dreaming. It was June 1969, he was backpacking through France when he walked into this small, This little Parisian cafe right in the shadow of the Eiffel Tower. And there he met a beautiful young waitress who had dreams of her own. Her name was Faith
Faith: I play Faith
Faith: And Faith would be a dancer and one day hope to play the New York stage. Oh, love was a song, life was a dance, Why it was as if their very fate was sealed within the pages of a fairytale. And with every fairytale comes a lullabye, so Taylor Was writing one, one that would follow these young lovers for the rest of their lives.
Taylor: (singing) La la la la, la la, la la la la. La la la la, our love will stay strong. La la la la, la la, la la la la, Let our fate write words to this song. (spoken) That's all I got so far.
Streetsinger: But even fairytales come to an end, And before the lullabye was finished he had to go back home. He kissed her goodbye. A kiss with a promise to love her for eternity. A kiss with a promise to bring Faith to America, A kiss with a promise to finish the unfinished lullabye.
Taylor: I promise
Streetsinger: But he never kept that promise. She never heard from him again. Faith had his child but Taylor, he never knew. And Faith named her little girl for Taylor's home far away. She named her Brooklyn. And she would rock baby Brooklyn to sleep With that simple unfinished lullabye
Faith: (singing) La la la la, la la, la la la la. La la la, Our love will stay strong.
Faith and Brooklyn: La la la la, la la, la la la la
Brooklyn: Let our fate write words to this song.
Streetsinger: And soon Faith became the dancer she'd hoped to be, Know throughout the City of Lights as The Parisian Butterfly. And she played all the grand stages, her name on every marquee. Ah, but there was no joy in fame for this delicate young beauty, For the singer, the poet, the writer of songs never returned. And so for the next five years little Brooklyn would watch as her mother Revealed her broken heart in dance.
Paradice: Five minutes! Five minutes to show time!
Faith: (sung) People out there, giving. Celebration in the air. Midnight bells are ringing, it's snowing everywhere.
Brooklyn: (spoken) Do you think it's snowing where daddy is?
Faith: (sung) Everyone's with someone, but for you and I, I couldn't wait for Christmas. Now Christmas makes me cry.
Streetsinger: (spoken) But far from Paris, in the land of the free and the home of the brave, another voice cries out
Taylor: (sung) Santa Claus is just a man wearing funny clothes. Rudolph's just a song somebody has composed. People are caroling, but I won't even try. I used to sing at Christmas, now Christmas makes me cry. Cause everyone's with someone who they love.
Faith: Everyone's with someone who they love.
Taylor and Faith: Everyone's with someone, but for you and I. I used to laugh at Christmas.
Taylor: Now Christmas makes me cry.
Paradice: Madame and monsieur, We are proud to present The Parisian Butterfly in her Tour de France, The Unfinished Lullabye
Taylor: (sung) Oh.....
Streetsinger: The only prop on stage, a hangless noose. Placing the corse rope around her neck, she would ascend to unknown heights. Suddenly she would drop from the rafters, swaying in dance at the end of the noose, Then floating to the stage like a summer butterfly. Audiences would cheer, Bravo, Magnific!
Company: Bravo! Magnific!
Streetsinger: But all that love and adulation could not fill the hole in Faith's young soul, A soul left empty by Taylor Collins.
Taylor: (sung) I used to laugh at Christmas, now Christmas makes me cry.
Streetsinger: (spoken) So, on a cold, snowy Christmas night, Faith, The Parisian Butterfly, ended her dance...
Taylor: There's not a word, not a whisper, not a sound.
Company: And as the snow falls down on the cold hard ground
Brooklyn: There's not a word, not a whisper, not a sound
Streetsinger: Motherless and fatherless, little Brooklyn was sent off to an orphanage, The Sisters of Charity
Paradice: Guess who's the sister
Streetsinger: Then two years to the day her mother died, Seven year old Brooklyn walked into the orphanage chapel, And though her hands had never touched the church organ before, she began to play. She began to sing the Unfinished Lullabye
Brooklyn: La la la la, la la, la la la la, let our fate write words to this!
Faith: Looking in the mirror never knowing who she really was. With a hairbrush in her hand like a microphone, She would sing the song that her mother would sing.
Brooklyn: La la la la, la la la la
Company: From the day she was born, Brooklyn sang out this song.
Brooklyn: My daddy don't know that I was ever born. This pain in my heart is getting stronger, and I don't think I can take it any longer.
Brooklyn and Company: This pain in my heart, this ache in my soul, this yearning in my heart just keeps on going on
Brooklyn: Cause my daddy don't
Company: Daddy don't
Brooklyn: Don't even know
Brooklyn and Company: No, my daddy don't know that I was ever born.
Brooklyn: Daddy! Daddy! There's a voice deep inside and it cries and it cries. Someone is calling me far away, far away.
Faith: Oh Brooklyn, I'm sorry I didn't give you a happy ending, I know I stole that from you. Always keep the lullabye close to your heart, Learn the truth about your father, it will help you to heal.
Brooklyn: But how? Where would I even...
Faith: Trust the voice inside of you Brooklyn. Follow it to America.
Brooklyn: (sung) Has anyone ever sung you a lullabye.
Faith: (spoken) There's magic in your music, and through your music, your father, he'll hear you
Brooklyn: (sung) You can fly above the rainclouds, close your eyes.
Faith: (spoken) Just let the melody carry you, leave all your fears behind
Brooklyn: (sung) Let the melody carry you, leave all your fears behind.
Faith: (spoken) And once upon a time will find you
Brooklyn: (sung) And float across the rainbow sky to once upon a time
Faith: Once upon a time
Brooklyn: I believe in miracles
Faith: Once upon a time
Brooklyn: I believe love will conquer all
Faith: Once upon a time
Brooklyn: I believe anything is possible
Brooklyn and Faith: Now once upon a time has never felt more right.
Streetsinger: Well soon Faith's beautiful little girl became a famous young woman. Famous for her song, a song that finds the lost child in all of us. Oh, and now she's famous where it counts, where nothing but fame counts, America!
Taylor: Ladies and gentlemen, Carnigie Hall proudly welcomes Paris's amazing grace, Brooklyn!
Brooklyn: Has anyone ever read you a fairytale And taken you to places magical Where homes are made of gingerbread and skies are always blue Where pumpkins turn to coaches and wishes all come true
Has anyone ever sung you a lullaby? You can fly above the rain clouds Close your eyes Let the melody carry you Leave all your fears behind You can float across a rainbow sky to once upon a time
I believed in miracles (once upon a time) I believed love would conquer all (once upon a time) I believed anything was possible And i believed again the moment when I saw you here tonight Now once upon a time has never felt more right (Once upon a time) I believed in miracles (Once upon a time) I believed that love would conquer all I believed anything was possible Once upon a time (we believed in miracles) Once upon a time (we believed that love would conquer all) Oh yes I believed that anything was possible And I believed again the moment when I saw you here tonight Now once upon a time Has never felt more right More Right!
STREETSINGER Yeah, they say if you were in attendance that Night, then you, my friend, were a witness to History. Ah, but with a touch of mystery. You see, before her final bow, Brooklyn would always sing the "unfinished lullaby"
BROOKLYN La la la la, la la, la la la la, La la la...
STREETSINGER ...though she would never sing the words. Y'see, if you remember, only one other Person knew the words and she longed to Hear his voice sing them back to her. So Brooklyn would us her new found fame in America to call for her father. Ah, but fame In the land of the pilgrim's pride ain't no fairy Tale. You see, a lot of people want it, few get It, and once you got it, you ain't gonna ever Give it up. Oh, and people let me tell you, Nobody knew that better than the Brooklyn Born and bred Ms. Paradice!
PARADICE Now this may come as quite a little shock to You all, but I did'nt know me Daddy either.
STREETSINGER A force of nature, a natural born world Shaker. Born on Mean Street right across From Ugly Road, honed on hustle, raised on Riot. Educated in the Red Hook projects, got Her Ph.D. in survival, and would to whatever It takes to remain America's diva of the Decade. Oh, and people, let me tell you, Don'tchu ever musspell her name, that's P.a.r.a...
PARADICE ...d.i.c.e 'cause I was born on with nothin' but a Pair-a-dice around my neck. And from that Pair-a-dice, I built me a paradise. And no one...
M.C. Able to devour all superheros with just one single kiss...
PARADICE ...will invade my domain! Especially no French-vanilla import who has the audacity to call herself "Brooklyn."
M.C. Ladies and gentlemen, Saturday morning was never like this. Radio City Music Hall is proud to present the one, the only, mzzzzzz paradice!
PARADICE Well, Superman Ain't packin' no rocket 'Cause his red shiny cape Hangs in my bedroom closet
Now I hear Miss Lane Wants to even the score Well I swing both wats, Lois Come and knock on my door
I'm your superlover I've got special powers You'll be weak and helpless My love will devour
Like Samson and Delilah, like Adam and Eve, Women like me bring men to their knees Read about it... It's in your Bibles.
The itsy bitsy Spiderman Climbed up the water spout With the power of seduction I took that spider out
Now he's no longer spinning webs To save humanity He's just spinning beneath my sheets In insect-uality
PARADICE I'm your superlover I've got special powers You'll be weak and helpless My love will devour
TAYLOR, FAITH, & BROOKLYN Pow! Wham! Bam! Kaboom!
TAYLOR Holy cunnilingus!
FAITH & BROOKLYN Batman's shakin' the room!
PARADICE Batman!
I'm gonna steal his car I'm gonna steal his thunder And when I'm through I'm gonna do the boy wonder So, now whats this I hear about parents and Teachers picketing this very theater, saying That I'm robbing their children of their Innocence... Like I'm some wicked witch of the hood, or Somethin'. Well take a look at your children - They're having unprotected sex, are they not? And that could be costly, could cost them Their lives. Now, me? I'm just having a little Friction with fiction, baby. Hi ho silver!
Well, the ol' Lone Ranger Got a brand new hobby Tanto's on that war path I'm the new kimosabe
And some say this girl Ain't up to the task Why don't you do yourself a favor And ask the Lone Ranger While I sit on his mask
I'm your superlover I've got special powers You'll be weak and helpless My love will devour
Now, as far as losing innocence, America, you Lost yours long before I came on the scene. And no little virgin mary from gay Paris is Gonna bring it back to ya. I mean 'give me You tired, your poor, your huddled masses Yearning to breathe free.' you ain't no melting Pot... you a crock! A country of immigrants And you all hate immigrants. White hate black, Black hate Jew, and you all hate anyone new! And you think your kids don't see that? I Mean, we've got crack on the streets. And Brother I know you got a coupla' six-packs in Your fridge and baby, get yourself to AA 'cause I can smell the liquor on your breath from Here. And you think your kids don't see that? Oh, and lets not kid ourselves, America, you Sometimes go to war just 'cause it's good for The old pocketbook. And AIDS...? Sounds like Genocide to me. I mean, you got priests raping Little boys, you got third graders walking to School with crayons in one hand and an AK-47 In the other. Well you look at me, America, You look at me and you look at me good! You See you created me. And I am nothin' if not a True blue, red-blooded, home-grown, pull- Yourself-up-by-the-bootstraps American hero!
Yeah, i'm your superlover I've got special powers You'll be weak and helpless My love will devour!!!! Oh, oh, oh!!
PARADICE Let me offer up this. Me and Brooklyn on one stage like heavy weights in the ring. So, what do you say My cherie? Time to put on the gloves.
BROOKLYN Excuse me?
PARADICE Did I stutter? Time to put on the gloves You and me singing like a couple of mothes, And America chooses one or the other But here's the catch, my little french fry, Winner take all. I'm talking the biggest stage on earth, Madison square garden It'll be a war of style, War of words, War of song. I'm talking the war that'll rock the world.
BROOKLYN Look, I just came here to find my father And I have no intention fo getting into a war with anyone.
Paradice: Well do it for the bread baby. Think of the acclaim.
Brooklyn: I never cared for money and I never cared for fame. I only came to Brooklyn to find the meaning of my name.
Paradice: If you got Brooklyn in the blood, then your blood is running hot. You don't back down from a fight, girl, you gotta give it all ya got, give it all ya got
Company: It's a way of life
Paradice: My mama did the laundry for the ladies in the hights
Streetsinger: Throw in a cup of separate the darks from the lights
Faith: Her sister turnin tricks when she got to junior high
Paradice: It put suppper on the table and a hunger in my eye
Company: It put supper on the table and a hunger in my
Streetsinger: I got
Faith: I got
Taylor: I got
Paradice and Company: I got Brooklyn in the blood racing through my veins. Roamin through my body like a subway train. Brooklyn in the blood, diamonds in my eyes. It's a way of life, a way of life, a way of life, it's the way I'm gonna die.
Brooklyn in the blood racin through my veins. Roamin through by body like a subway train. Brooklyn in the blood, diamonds in my eyes. It's a way of life, a way of life a way of life....Brooklyn in the blood. Brooklyn in the blood! Brooklyn's more than a name, it's a way of life!
Brooklyn: Life is like a shooting star, and here is where it's falling. I feel I'm in my father's home, and destiny is calling.... Ms. Paradice, I accept your challenge.
Paradice: Thata girl
Brooklyn: Madison Square Garden
Pardice: The greatest stage on earth.
Paradice & Brooklyn: Winner take all!
Paradice: When I win, let it be known that I will keep every last dime.
Brooklyn: Ms. Paradice I will find my father, and together on that night, on that very stage, We will finish the unfinished lullabye and make sure you never see one last dime. You wanna know why? Because I got... Brooklyn in the blood, racin through my veins. Roamin through my body like a subway train.
Paradice: Brooklyn in the blood diamonds in my eye
Company: It's a way of life, a way of life, a way of life
BROOKLYN This weight in my heart, This weight in my soul, This yearning in my heart just keeps on going on. There's a voice deep inside, And it cries, And it cries.
STREETSINGER: Man it sure feels like this next scene is just beggin for me to play a part, Because I just can't bear to see that little girl hurtin no more.
You can change the world by changin someone, And maybe that's what we're put on Earth for. I know that's what I'm on Earth for. I'll make this rusty ole crowbar a full saxaphone and like a magical wand, I'll wave my magic on you. Cause when you change someone's life, you're changing your own, And baby ain't that what we're all here to do? I know that's what I've got to do.
Now in Cinderella they had a fairy Godmother right? Oh but in my show...I'll be your Magic Man in this fairytale. I'll be your Magic Man tonight. And from this patch of ground I'll move the stars around and shower you in light. I'll be your Magic Man (Magic Man!) In this fairytale. I'll be your Magic Man (Magic Man!) well tonight. And from this sidewalk stage I'll set the sky ablaze. From this sidewalk stage I'll set the sky ablaze till every star out in heaven shines on Brooklyn tonight
Company: Magic Man! Yeah yeah yeah yeah...
Streetsinger: Cause every life needs a litte magic right? Yeah
Streetsinger: I been waitin for you. You that famous little girl who's been lookin for her daddy now ain't ya?
Brooklyn: And who are you?
Streetsinger: Oh, they call me the Streetsinger. And I'll be your Magic Man in this fairytale.
Taylor: Our love will stay strong
Brooklyn & Taylor: La la la la, la la, la la la la
Taylor: Let our fate write words to this song.
Brooklyn: (Once upon a time) I believe in miracles. (Once upon a time) I believe that love will conquer all. (Once upon a time) I believe anything is possible And I believed again the moment when I saw you here tonight. Now once upon a time has never felt more right. Now once upon a time has never felt more right. Thank you Streetsing....Streetsinger?
TAYLOR: Love was a song once, tender and warm, like the breath of a cool summer morning. And life was a dance once, graceful and sweet, like a tumbling leaf, a tumbling leaf.
Then fate like the wind swept it away, and left me with nothing to sing or to play. Is it all by design, or simply by chance? Love was a song once and life was a dance...Faith?
Love was a song, like mist in the spring. My fingers were young, and could dance on these strings. And life was a dance, an endless ballet, suspended in time and then swept away.
Fate, like the wind, wild, untamed, left me with nothing but shame!
(Preacherman...Benjii...Shooter, c'mon) (What have I done? What have I done? What have I done?)
Is it all by design, or simply by chance? Love was a song once and life was a dance. Let our fate write words to this song
Brooklyn: Taylor Collins. I never knew his name, But I imagined what he looked like, imagined how he'd smile. A hug tight, a kiss goodnight, the way a father holds his child.
I never knew his name. But I imagined him a hero, a bright and shining knight. And daddy's eyes would stop my cries and make everything alright.
Oh, daddy's eyes would stop my cries, and make everything alright. I never knew, I never knew his name.
Taylor: From the time we're very young, We're told the truth is something precious Something noble, something regal It will lift us like the wind And give us wings like the eagle
All: But that's the furthest thing from the truth
Taylor: From the time we're very young We're taught the truth is like a beacon Something holy, like a spirit It will free is from our fears The closer we get near it
All: But that's the furthest thing from the truth
Brooklyn: Did your heart belong to someone Other than my mother? Don't I have a right to know Have I a sister or a brother
All: Don't I have a right to know? Don't I have a right to know?
Brooklyn: Huh?!?!?
Taylor: Oh, the truth is but a flame That engulfs the butterfly It destroys all things of beauty Keep your illusions and your lies
All: Walk out that door
From the time we're very young From the time we're very young From the time we're very, very, Very, very, very, very, very, Very, Very, very, young...
Brooklyn: >From the time that I was young I thought the truth was like a mirror I wanna face it, I wanna feel it I wanna find out who I am But like a coward you conceal it
All: But that's the furthest thing from the truth
Taylor(spoken): Look, I don't know you; you don't know me. You know nothing of me!
Brooklyn(spoken): Well, I know this...
(sung)You left a woman and a child Have you no sense of shame? Were you so young and selfish It's my mother that you blamed What courage does it take To look me in the eye? You can't bury truth in silence Like a tree it's gonna rise
All: Like a tree it's gonna rise Like a tree it's gonna rise Like a tree it's gonna rise Like a tree it's gonna rise
Taylor: The truth is but a wind That robs the autumn from the trees It leaves things empty like this needle No, the truth won't set you free
All: So walk out that door
From the time we're very young From the time we're very young From the time we're very, very, Very, very, very, very, very, Very, Very, very, young...
Brooklyn and Taylor: From the time we're very young
All: We're taught the truth is all that matters
Brooklyn: It gives you strength It makes you wise
Taylor: But in truth it only shatters So don't look into my eyes Don't you look into my eyes
Paradice: Goliath was a giant.. Taught and mean David was a sweetheart Squeaky Clean But it still takes two To tell that story So i'll play my part And in all my glory
I'll fly.. like a raven In a sky of doves I'll make you love, to hate me But that's still love It's still love
Love is what i want Love is what i need You see beneath this suit of armor I still bleed I still bleed
He used to hold me like a flower Kiss me, oh, so slow And we talk about forever But that was long ago
And now forever's just a place In someone else's story And though my heart still breaks I'm gonna find my glory
And fly like a raven In a sky of doves I'll make you love to hate me But that's altight because it's still love It's still love
Love is what i want Love is what is need You see beneath this suit of armor I still bleed So i'll fly just like a raven In a sky of doves I'll make you love.. to hate me But that's all still love It's still love
Love is what i want! Love is what i need! You see beneath this suit of armor, I still bleed! Oh, I, I, Still bleed..
M.C. Ladies and gentlemen! Madison Square garden welcomes you to the might we've all been waiting for. By calling in and casting your votes, you decide the destiny of these two divas. Hanging in the balance, the biggest purse in the history of all histories. Storming into the ring tonight, a native of the United Streets of America, And she's about to show us that grace is sometimes a breathtaking display of lightning. It's a majestic eruption of a volcano. Yes, grace is sometimes even a raging fire. Brothers and sisters, I give you the prophet of paradise, Mzzz Paradiiiiiiiiiice!
Paradice: I was born on mean street baby Right across from ugly road You were born on Sweet Lane, baby Had tem things I've never know
Now I got what you want, baby And if you want me to give, Sacrifice your paradise Love me where I live
(spoken) Trash never looked do good, huh?
(sung)I was raised on hustle baby You were raised on Sunday school I was raised on riot, baby You were raised on golden rule
I can raise you heartbeat, baby Can you take what I can give? Sacrifice your paradise Love me where I live
(spoken) I call this Salvation Armani.
(sung)You can't get me off with diamonds
All: No, no, no
Paradice: My jewelry is dice My body's rich for what you itch But you gotta pay my price... Love me where I live
(spoken) You know, I've been hearing some rumblings out there, Sayin' that my time is done, that I should just accept my fate. Funny thing, it seems whenever me and fate go toe to toe, It's always fate that does the... no show.
(sung) I'll walk into a lighting storm With metal in my fist Daring fate to strike me down But you know it's gonna miss
I'll curse inside the house of God Or any church I please 'Cause I don't bow to no one, baby Nothin gets me on my knees And you like me for that
All: I like you for that
Paradice: I wanna hear you like me for that
All: I like you for that
Paradice: Oh, yeah, you like me for that
All: I like you for that
Paradice: Love me where I live
You can tie me to a railroad track And let that diesel run But you'll never see a drop of sweat 'Cause temping fate is fun
I'll tap dance on a minefield And never feel a thing You can throw me in the lion's den But guess who comes out king And you like me for that
All: I like you for that
Paradice: Oh yeah, you like me for that
All: I like you for that
Paradice: I wanna hear that you like me for that
All: I like you for that
Paradice: Oh, baby, love me where I live
(spoken) Oo, well hello there, Mr. four-car garage, suburban home, 1 wife, 2.3 kids, 2 dogs, 1 cat, 1 mistress, Armani wearin', Wall Street Journal bearin', Cuban smokin' Republican votin' magnanimous and magnificent hunk of a man!
Yeah, I know what you're thinkin': "That Ms. Paradice is one bad motha..."
All: (spoken)Shut yo' mouth!
Paradice: (spoken) And you like me for that.
(sung)Hey, bury me in Red Hook, baby Right there in my neighborhood And when you die, I know you wanna Rest in peace in Hollywood
But you ain't restin' nowhere, baby 'Til you get a piece of this Sacrifice your paradise Love me where I...
All: You got to love me You got to love me
Paradice: Sacrifice your paradise Love me where I live
All: You got to love me You got to love me
Paradice: Sacrifice your paradise Love me where I live
(spoken (Well, America, I sung for you. I danced for you. I bared my soul for you. I made you laugh, I made you think, and I made you mad. You loved me and you loathed me and you made me rice... And that's the American way... and I play that game well. Oh, but I got a message for you this evenin'; If you turn your back on me now, if you turn your back on me now, if you turn Your back on me now America, you can all kiss my black ass!
M.C. She came to America looking for the lyric to her life. And so tonight, Madison Square Garden is proud to bring to you the Olng awaited, much anticipated union of father and daguther. Performing tonight for the very first time on this stage, The greatest stage on earth, I give you Paris' amazing grace, Brooklyn.
BROOKLYN She waited tables In a small cafe In paris, 1969
He was a singer From Brooklyn, USA I hear it was a special time
Love fell like rain From the warm Paris sky The song he sang As he kissed her goodbye
La, la, la, la La, la La, la, la, la...
Ladies and gentlemen, My father!!
PARADICE Ooo, do I smell a forfeit? Isn't this rich, the phantom daddy is M.I.A. Well, I got a towel... wannna throw it in?
ShareFacebookTwitterWhatsAppMessage STREETSINGER You can change the world, By changing someone, And maybe that's what we're put on earth for. I know that's
BROOKLYN Ms Paradice, Streetsinger and I would like to use my time to turn the greatest stage on earth, Into a little patch of ground on flat bush avenue.
PARADICE Baby, as far as I'm concerned, You can sing with the Mormon Tabernackle Choir. But I warn you, this is America, And the winners always win.
BROOKLYN Oh, Ms Paradice, The gloves are coming off
Brooklyn: He took the Street alone, Just an' old coat And a Saxophone An old bit of Cardboard sign That's where his name was Scrawled upon My name was up in Light His soul lit up the night A voice on a Sidewalk stage He held the crowd Amazed And the sounds.. that he played Were tender and strong Then he sang his song
Streetsinger: I can see the sun Peaking from the Clouds I hear a Choir of Sparrows Singing from them trees
There's a new constellation Oh, I'm gonna sing it out loud And change is on the way I can feel it in me
Brooklyn: The streets in the heart of town A cold wind The sun goes down The crowd starts to gather 'round And he's singing for free
A soul that can move the stars Sleeps on sidewalks and Subway cars The prince of the Boulevard And he's down on his knees
There was hope, joy, and pain In every refrain, When he sang his song again
Streetsinger: Now we go and see that If we look inside ourselves Said love, love, love Can save the wretched From life's misery We are born with this goodness We can share in his wealth And change is on the way I can feel it for you
Brooklyn: Oh yeah, and the Street Singer Showed me that life ain't fair Some people go far And some go nowhere Some live with love And some never do
Both: And the change is on the way, I can feel it for you
Brooklyn: My set of changes is on the way Change is on the way I can feel it for you! Oh, the change is on the way!
Brooklyn the Musical is a musical with a book, lyrics, and music by Mark Schoenfeld and Barri McPherson. It was acquired for licensing by Broadway Licensing
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