Album Name : The Mikado
Release Date : 2012-02-01
Song Duration : 2:45
D'oyly Carte Opera Company I Am So Proud
POOH-BAH:
I am so proud,
If I allowed
My family pride
To be my guide,
I'd volunteer
To quit this sphere
Instead of you
In a minute or two,
But family pride
Must be denied,
And set aside,
And mortified.
KO-KO:
My brain it teams
With endless schemes
Both good and new
For Titipu;
But if I flit,
The benefit
That I'd diffuse
The town would lose!
Now every man
To aid his clan
Should plot and plan
As best he can,
PISH-TUSH:
I heard one day
A gentleman say
That criminals who
Are cut in two
Can hardly feel
The fatal steel,
And so are slain
Without much pain.
If this is true,
It's jolly for you;
Your courage screw
To bid us adieu,
KO-KO - POOH-BAH - PISH-TUSH
My brain it teams - I am so proud, - I heard one day
With endless schemes - If I allowed - A gentleman say
Both good and new - My family pride - That criminals
who
For Titipu; - To be my guide, - Are cut in two
But if I flit, - I'd volunteer - Can hardly feel
The benefit - To quit this sphere - The fatal steel,
That I'd diffuse - Instead of you - And so are slain
The town would lose! - In a minute or two, - Without
much pain.
Now every man - But family pride - If this is true,
To aid his clan - Must be denied, - It's jolly for you;
Should plot and plan - And set aside, - Your courage
screw
As best he can, - And mortified. - To bid us adieu,
KO-KO: And so,
Although
I'm ready to go,
Yet recollect
'Twere disrespect
Did I neglect
To thus effect
This aim direct,
So I object--
POOH-BAH: And so,
Although
I wish to go,
And greatly pine
To brightly shine,
And take the line
Of a hero fine,
With grief condign
I must decline--
PISH-TUSH: And go
And show
Both friend and foe
How much you dare.
I'm quite aware
It's your affair,
Yet I declare
I'd take your share,
But I don't much care--
KO-KO - POOH-BAH - PISH-TUSH
I object-- I must decline-- But I don't much care--
So I object-- I must decline-- I don't much care--
So I object-- I must decline-- I don't much care--
ALL: To sit in solemn silence in a dull, dark dock,
In a pestilential prison, with a life-long lock,
Awaiting the sensation of a short, sharp shock,
From a cheap and chippy chopper on a big black block!
[Exeunt Pooh. and Pish.
