volleyballer: It's ok - it's just an expression that used to be used a lot in the old days (REALLY old days) and isn't used anymore.
Before worldwide travel became so easy, people in America used to refer to Europe as 'the Continent'. Small town folks especially thought of Europeans as being very sophisticated and stylish. So whenever they talked about someone being super sophisticated, they always said 'they're very continental'. If you ever watch any old movies (particularly from the 30's) then you'll hear that used a lot. It isn't anymore so there's no real reason why you would be familiar with it.
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He could be a star, for all we know Who knows how far he could go...
Just awful.
The key to the mystery of a great artist is that for reasons unknown, he will give away his energies and his life just to make sure that one note follows another... and leaves us with the feeling that something is right in the world.
~Leonard Bernstein~
Glad Larson changed it for B-way, because Jysus Chreest, the NYTW version SCHTINKS to high heaven.
I found two really dumb lyrics from "Damn Yankees", and they're in the same song:
"Two lost ships on the stormy sea One with no sail and one with no rudder... But ain't it just great? Ain't it just grand? ...We got each udder!"
What? You're talking about COWS now?! Jyze!!
"Two lost souls on the highway of life And there is no one with whom we would "ruther" Say, ain't it just great? Ain't it just grand? ...We got each other!"
Exsqueeze me? Baking powder? What in the name of SAM HILL is a "ruther"?! Could you believe this guy?
On the other hand, thank God for creative license when it comes to lyrics!
"How could she just suddenly, completely disappear into thin water?" - The Little Mermaid
The lyric from Jekyll and Hyde that goes something along the lines of "to kill outside St. Paul's, requires a lot of balls." What is modern day slang doing in that musical?
Well, it wasn't on Broadway, but I think this lyric from the song "The World's Greatest Lover," from the concept album of Rage of the Heart, is absolutely, amazingly, astoundingly terrible:
You'll find I demand a phallus of flame, Eternally rising that never goes lame.
You'll have that phallus, you'll have that rising, You'll have that flame, if you love me.
Wow.
'"Contrairiwise," continued Tweedledee, "if it was so, it might be; and if it were so, it would be; but as it isn't, it ain't. That's logic."'
~Lewis Carroll
Anything that mentions a "phallus of flame" in all seriousness, especially when set to cheery, romantic music, definitely has a special, er, dimension.
'"Contrairiwise," continued Tweedledee, "if it was so, it might be; and if it were so, it would be; but as it isn't, it ain't. That's logic."'
~Lewis Carroll
Oh God, it's all coming back to me. And I had blocked most of it from my memory, too. "Zero Hour!"
Now what will you do when your back is to the wall? Now what will you do when you're pushed will you not fall? Now what will you do when your face is to the ground? Now what will you do when sweet comfort can't be found?
Zero hour, zero hour Sneaks upon you like a thief Zero hour, zero hour Don't try to find relief
'"Contrairiwise," continued Tweedledee, "if it was so, it might be; and if it were so, it would be; but as it isn't, it ain't. That's logic."'
~Lewis Carroll
Again, apologies if these have been said. There's just so many bad lyrics out there.
"Adeiu, Adieu, to yu and yu and yu" is the reason why I hate The Sound of Music.
From Bare: A Pop Opera: "Are you there? Please pick up the phone. I've never felt so all alone. Left with paper courage all alone. Crawl inside, and want to die alone." One bad rhyme is bad enough. But the same bad rhyme repeated three times should just be illegal.
A New Brain: "I feel like I'm sailing, it's insane, but I choose to live. Before was a failing of my brain, which you must forgive." Crappy rhyme, plus why does feeling like he's sailing contradict living? He feels like he's sailing BUT he chooses to live?
But Glinda... love DOES change everything... lol I have a question... Does Steven Schwartz have some kind of cheese fetish, because at least twice have people mentioned his horrible lyrics about cheese... Hmm...
after some cheesy techno music and groans of sexual ecstasy:
GIRL: this is great GAY: I'm straight!
the song goes DOWNHILL from there.
Closer to Heaven
"Picture "The View," with the wisecracking, sympathetic sweethearts of that ABC television show replaced by a panel of embittered, suffering or enraged Arab women" -the Times review of Black Eyed
Unsettled Scores is by far the worst Lloyd Webber ballad. Musically and lyrically, it is just all over the place. It sounds like three songs cut-and-pasted together (which it probably was) and thrown in at the last minute (which it probably wasn't). Most of the song is a laundry list of different kinds of people which ends in a wallow of self-pity attempting to make the audience sympathize with a murderer, again (Phantom, Sunset Boulevard).
"The betrayers, the betrayed The abandoned, the afraid The corrupted and the celebrated Endlessly humiliated Gloriously big parade"
WTF?
"An American flyer on a steep incline The wind blowing through your hair The trophies and the holidays, they vanished in the air The betrayers the betrayed, the abandoned the afraid The glorified the idolised, the bastards and their jealous eyes An amazingly big parade"
HUH???
And the lyrics fall such that the syllable given the most emphasis in the last line of the last stanzas is "-ly".
"An amazing-LEEE big parade!"
But the real kicker is in the reprise when The Man sings:
"And all my prayers are loaded in THIS GUN!!!!!"
sheesh...
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