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Musical: Roar Of The Greasepaint, the - The Smell Of The Crowd
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The roar of the greasepaint - the smell of the.. No, no, no, no -- With all due respect, Sir, I'd like to say a word or three About the way you're treating me In front of ev'ryone. You say I lay about and shirk, You must take me for such a jerk, 'Cause I do all the bleeding work While you have all the fun. Far be it from me, Sir, To dare to carp or criticize. I just want you to realize I don't do this for exercise. I just want you to see, Sir, How wicked and unfair it is. I dunno why, but there it is. It's more than I can bear; And, frankly, I object - That is, with due respect. Forgive my presumption; I know that you're a gentleman, A slightly temperamental man, A man of intellect. But I suspect that your neglect Is largely why my health is wrecked. No ifs or buts; I hate your guts, With all due respect. I don't wish to be rude, Sir, But ev'rything I do is wrong. You make me feel I don't belong Because I dropped off in your song. Please give me some food, Sir, A bit of bread and cheese will do Or maybe just a crust or two, But something I can chew. He feeds me once a week; I'm much too weak to speak. Permit me to say, Sir, I've had about enough of it. I always get the rough of it, So what could you expect? You must detect the bad effect You've had upon my self-respect. A bleedin' shame, But who's to blame? With all due respect. My mind you have mastered; You sit there half plastered. You aren't half a ... Cocky! With all due respect. With all due respect!
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