Bathtub Gin

Lyrics: Goodman - Music: Anastasio

Brett is in the bathtub making soup for the ambassadors
And I am in the hallway singing to the troubadours

The kings are all lined up outside the gate
And the autumn bells are ringing but they'll just have to wait

Where is the joker? Have you seen him around
With his three coned cap that he wears like a clown?

Have you seen his stripped stockings and heard his sad tale
About the kids under the carpet and the purple humpbacked whales?

Here come the ambassadors, they show up one by one
Brett is tasting all the soup to see if it is done

Wendy's on the windowsill waiting to be let in
And we're all in the bathtub now making bathtub gin

The kings storm the hallway they've climbed up through the gate
they didn't mean to be impolite but they just couldn't wait

Here comes the joker with his silly grin
He carries a martini made of bathtub gin

Here comes the joker we all must laugh
'Cause we're all in this together, and we love to take a bath.

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