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Musical: Mystery Of Edwin Drood, The
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Neville: Sir I don't much like your tone, that supercilious sneer you wear! Clear, you wear a finer cut than mine, Ah but a waistcoat worn can soon be torn, And faggots, too, 'til maggots feed on you! Rosa: Something in this speech seems ominous to me! Helena: Twin, don't over preach, pray promise this to me! Crisparkle: Praise to him divine! For this we should be glad! Jasper: Won't you try some wine? All: No good can come from bad! Jasper: My dearest Nephew Ned, I wish to wish you well! The world is your before you just like - Cook: OYSTERS ON THE SHELL! Drood: Landless, (as you are and known), Your blood is hot but less than pure! Less, I'm sure, than we, your history would indicate The past of some half-caste runs through your veins Your crudeness thus explains, Rosa: Something sends a chill like feet upon my grave. Helena: Can my strength and will completely Neville save? Crisparkle: Could these words they say bring harm upon the lad? Jasper: Night must follow day! All: No good can come from bad! Jasper: My dearest, deepest friends, may I propose a toast; To Rosa Bud and Edwin Drood, three cheers - Cook: AND HERE'S THE ROAST! Crisparkle: How very blessed we are when oh so many starve! Thy kingdom come, thy will be done - Jasper: WHICH ONE OF YOU WILL CARVE? Neville & Drood: Glances cut like blade through bone; With daggers drawn I glare at you. There at you who dare presume to stare at whom I'd make my wife and share my life - I'd see you dead before sweet Rosa wed. Helena: Fate waits near! I feel it, I fear it! We are friends and yet they'll not soon forget Hearing Neville's threat, every epithet! Crisparkle: In younger days, I hungered for another: Rosa's mother! After Rosa's birth, she left this earth, now dust is all I'm worth! Rosa: So long a time, they've thought that I'm a Dresden doll. Quite naive, but I perceive these boys, this noise more fright'ning Than they might conceive. Jasper: As I stand by, take note: Your throat sounds quite dry, this wine should satisfy! All: With these new additions, there may be revealed Murderous admissions otherwise concealed Neville & Drood: Fie on you, I curse!!! Full warning you have had! Helena & Rosa: Bad must lead to worse, All: No good can come from bad! No good - No good can come from bad! Back to main page: Mystery Of Edwin Drood, The Lyrics
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