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Musical: Bright Lights, Big City
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Secretary: Gotham Magazine, Department of Factual Verification Clara: You’re terminally unpunctual Ensemble: Fact! Clara: Your work is quite dysfunctional Ensemble: Fact! Clara: I’ve had as much as I can take Jamie: I’m just a boy in the city, Clara Give a boy a break Clara: Oh, no no no no, I don’t think so Jamie You can’t be a dreamer in an office that deals in fact Not fiction, I’m talking, baby, fact Not contradiction I spoke with Mr. Depardieu Ensemble: Fact! Clara: And we’re moving the French piece Up an issue Ensemble: Fact! Clara: I need it on my desk Tomorrow at nine Ensemble: Fact! Clara: Can you handle it Jamie? Jamie: I can handle it, Clara Secretary: Fiction! Jamie: It isn’t that compelling checking Other people’s spelling Grammar isn’t glamorous, Dictionaries either I wish I was in fiction I’m so tired of waiting Wondering where along the line I simply stopped exhilarating I remember coming here the first time for my interview I thought of all the names that had been made here I expected to leave fact and go upstairs to fiction The inevitability of it all was so convincing Please, sir, could you read my writing? Open invitation, Criticize, construction Here’s an introduction to who I am And who I want to be Secretary: Jamie, line two, Monsieur Depardieu He demands to speak to vous Who is this guy? Back to main page: Bright Lights, Big City Lyrics
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