It all began tonight,
I saw you and the world went away.
There's only you tonight,
What you are, what you do, what you say!
I like to be in America!
O.K. by me in America!
Ev'rything free in America
For a small fee in America!
I've just met a girl named Maria,
And suddenly that name
Will never be the same
Dying is easy, young man. Living is harder.Hamilton - Right Hand Man
Raise a glass to freedom
Something they can never take away
If you stand for nothing, Burr, what'll you fall for?Hamilton - Aaron Burr, Sir
Do you hear the people sing, singing a song of angry men?
It is the music of a people, who will not be slaves again
When the beating of your heart echoes the beating of the drums
There is a life about to start when tomorrow comes
The day begins, and now lets see
What this new world will do for me
Look down, look down, you'll always be a slave
Look down, look down, you're standing in your grave
Sing once again with me our strange duet
My power over you grows stronger yet
And though you turn from me to glance behind
The Phantom of the Opera is there
Inside your mind
Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendor
Grasp it, sense it, tremulous and tender
Turn your face away from the garish light of day
Turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light
And listen to the music of the night
Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation
Darkness stirs and wakes imagination
Silently the senses abandon their defenses
Say you love me every waking moment
Turn my head with talk of summertime
Say you need me with you now and always
Promise me that all you say is true
That's all I ask of you
Think of me, think of me fondly
When we've said goodbye
Remember me, once in a while
Please promise me you'll try
When you find that, once again, you long
To take your heart back
Daylight, I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I mustn't give in
When the dawn comes tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin
Memory, all alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
When the day's hustle and bustle is done
Then the Gumbie Cat's work is but hardly begun
Are you mean like a minx? Are you lean like a lynx?
Are you keen to be seen when you're smelling a rat?
Were you there when the pharaoh commissioned the Sphinx?
If you were, and you are, you're a jellicle cat
Jellicle songs for jellicle cats