BAD GUYS (FROM THE PARAMOUNT MOTION PICTURE "BUGSY MALONE") (FROM THE NATIONAL YOUTH MUSIC THEATRE STAGE SHOW "BUGSY MALONE") (Lyrics & Music Paul Williams) We could've been anything we wanted to be But don't it make your heart glad That we decided, a fact we take pride in We became the best at being bad We could've been anything we wanted to be With all the talent we had No doubt about it, we whine and we pout it We're the very best at being guys We're rotten to the core And my congratulations no one likes you any more Bad guys, we're the very worst Each of us contemptible, we're criticised and cursed We made the big time, malicious and mad We're the very best at being bad We could've been anything we wanted to be We took the easy way out With little training, we mastered complaining Manners seemed unnecessary We're so rude, it's almost scary We could've been anything that we wanted to be With all the talent we had With little practice, we made every black list We're the very best at being bad We're the very best at being bad We're the very best at being bad ----------- BUGSY MALONE (FROM THE PARAMOUNT MOTION PICTURE "BUGSY MALONE") (FROM THE NATIONAL YOUTH MUSIC THEATRE STAGE SHOW "BUGSY MALONE") (Lyrics & Music Paul Williams) He's a sinner Candy-coated For all his friends He always seems to be alone But they love him Bugsy Malone A city slicker He can charm you With a smile and a style all his own Everybody loves that man Bugsy Malone Hot-headed Bugsy makes his mind up Don't mess with Bugsy or you'll wind up Wishing you'd left well enough alone He's a man, a mountain He's a rolling stone And when he' II leave you Sad and lonely, crying I couldn't say, but it's known That everybody wants that man Bugsy Malone --------- YOU GIVE A LITTLE LOVE (FROM THE PARAMOUNT MOTION PICTURE "BUGSY MALONE") (FROM THE NATIONAL YOUTH MUSIC THEATRE STAGE SHOW "BUGSY MALONE") (Lyrics & Music Paul Williams) We could've been anything That we wanted to be And it's not too late to change I'd be delighted to give it some thought May-be you'll agree that we really ought Two, three, four) We could've been anything That we wanted to be) Yes, that decision was ours It's been decided we're weaker divided) Let friendship double up our powers) We could've been anything That we wanted to be And I'm not saying that we should But if we try it, we'd learn to abide it We could be the best at bein' good guys) Flowers of the earth Who can even guess how much A real friend is worth? Good guys, shake an open hand) May-be trusting If we try to understand No doubt about it It must be worthwhile Good friends do tend to make you smile) We could've been anything That we wanted to be Yes, that decision is ours It's been decided we're weaker divided Let friendship double our powers) You give a little love And it all comes back to you (Da da da ra da da da) You know you gonna be remembered For the things you say and do (Da da da ra da da da) You give a little love Andit all comes back to you (Da da da ra da da da) You know you gonna be remembered For the things you say and do (Da da da ra da da da) (Repeat and fade) ---------- DOWN AND OUT (FROM THE PARAMOUNT MOTION PICTURE "BUGSY MALONE") (FROM THE NATIONAL YOUTH MUSIC THEATRE STAGE SHOW "BUGSY MALONE") (Lyrics & Music Paul Williams) Down, down, down, down, down, down, down and out Down, down, down, down, down, down, down and out Down, down, down, down, down, down, down and out Down, down, down, down, down, down, down and out You don't have to sit around Complaining 'bout the way your life has wound up Think of all the time you waste And time's a precious thing to let go by Sure you've hit the bottom But remember you'll be building from the ground up Ev'ry day's another step That takes you even closer to the sky, so give a try Down, down, down, down, down, down, down and out Down, down, down, down, down, down, down and out You don't have to sit around Depressed about the way that luck deceived you Fortune sailed away, you missed that boat And found that you'd been left behind Fight and fight some more Until you know the world is ready to receive you Lady luck is fickle But a lady is allowed to change her mind You don't have to sit around Complaining 'bout the way your life has wound up So be a man you know you can't be certain That you'll lose until you try You don't have to sit around Complaining 'bout the way your life has wound up So be a man you know you can't be certain That you'll lose until you try, so give it a try We as one shout Up, up, up and out (Repeat and fade) ---------- ORDINARY FOOL (FROM THE PARAMOUNT MOTION PICTURE "BUGSY MALONE") (FROM THE NATIONAL YOUTH MUSIC THEATRE STAGE SHOW "BUGSY MALONE") (Lyrics & Music Paul Williams) Only a fool, like fools before me I always think with my heart Only a fool That same old story Seems I was born for the part It's a lesson that I've learned And a page I should have turned I shouldn't cry, but I do Like an ordinary fool When his ordinary dreams fall through How many times have I mistaken Good looks and laughs for bad news How many times have I mistaken Love songs and laughs for the blues When a road I've walked before Ends alone at my front door I shoudn't cry, but I do Like an ordinary fool When his ordinary dreams fall through ---------- SO YOU WANT TO BE A BOXER (FROM THE PARAMOUNT MOTION PICTURE "BUGSY MALONE") (FROM THE NATIONAL YOUTH MUSIC THEATRE STAGE SHOW "BUGSY MALONE") (Lyrics & Music Paul Williams) So you wanna be a boxer In the golden ring Can you punch like a south-bound freight train Tell me just one thing Can you move in a word like a humming bird's wing If you need to Can you bob, can you weave Can you fake, and deceive when you need to? Well, you might as well quit If you haven't got it So you wanna be a boxer Can you pass the test? I can tell you've got it in you I've trained the best When you work and you sweat And you bet that you train to a buzz-saw Then you near lose your mind When you find that your little boy has a glass jaw So you might as well quit If you haven't got it. Putting him in the ring, Joe Look at what you found We can use the fun, Joe Pushing him around Well show him the ropes And destroy his hopes Put him in the ring, Joe Give the guy a chance Let him feel the sting, Joe We can make him dance We'll pulp him to bits Then he'll call it quits for sure, Joe So you wanna be a boxer Wanna be the champ There's a golden boy inside you Not a punched-out champ If you listen and you learn There's an honour you can earn and defend here When you do see the crown You're a king not a clown A contender But you might as well quit If you haven't got it Put him in the ring, Joe Something new to punch Let me have a swing, Joe Then we'll go to lunch We'll make it quite swift Then he'll get the drift Put him in the ring, Joe Chicken a la carte Let me have a wing, Joe Tearing him apart That chicken will crow Let me have him Joe --------- MY NAME IS TALLULAH (FROM THE PARAMOUNT MOTION PICTURE "BUGSY MALONE") (FROM THE NATIONAL YOUTH MUSIC THEATRE STAGE SHOW "BUGSY MALONE") (Lyrics & Music Paul Williams) My name is Tallulah My first rule of thumb I don't say where I'm going Or where I'm coming from I try to leave a little reputation behind me So if you really need to You'll know how to find me My name is Tallulah I live till I die I'll take what you give me And I won't ask why I've a lot of friends In some exotic places I don't remember names But I remember faces Lonely You don't have to be lonely Come and see Tallulah We can chase your troubles away If you're lonely You don't have to be lonely When they talk about Tallulah You know what they say No one south of Heaven's Gonna treat you finer Tallulah had her training In North Carolina My name is Tallulah And soon I'll be gone An open invitation Is the road I'll travel on I'll never say goodbye Because the words upset me You may forgive my going But you won't forget me Lonely You don't have to be lonely Come and see Tallulah We can chase your troubles away If you're lonely You don't have to be lonely When they talk about Tallulah You know what they say No one south of Heaven's Gonna treat you finer Tallulah had her training In North Carolina --------- I'M FEELING FINE (FROM THE PARAMOUNT MOTION PICTURE "BUGSY MALONE") (FROM THE NATIONAL YOUTH MUSIC THEATRE STAGE SHOW "BUGSY MALONE") (Lyrics & Music Paul Williams) I'd feeling fine Filled with emotion Stronger than wine They give me the notion That this strange new feeling Is something that you're feeling too Matter of fact I'm forced to admit it Caught in the act, and maybe we've hit it Is this strange new feeling Something that you're feeling too? If this is love, it's a rhapsody I'd gonna sing it like a song And if you're singing it back to me Forget about sophistication Keep it simple That's my style Love at its best A pleasure to make it A chance and a test I'm willing to take it If this strange new feeling Is something that you're feeling too If this is love, it's a rhapsody I'd rather sing it like a song And if you're singing it back to me Forget about sophistication Keep it simple That's my style Love at its best A pleasure to make it A chance and a test I'm willing to take it If this strange new feeling Is something that you're feeling too -------- TOMORROW (FROM THE PARAMOUNT MOTION PICTURE "BUGSY MALONE") (FROM THE NATIONAL YOUTH MUSIC THEATRE STAGE SHOW "BUGSY MALONE") (Lyrics & Music Paul Williams) Tomorrow Tomorrow never comes What kind of a fool Do they take me for? Tomorrow A resting place for bums A trap set in the slums But I know the score I won't take no for an answer I was born to be a dancer now, Yeah! Tomorrow Tomorrow, as they say Another working day and another chore Tomorrow An awful price to pay I gave up yesterday But they still want more They are bound to compare me To Fred Astaire when I'm done Anyone who feels the rhythm Movin' through em Knows it's gonna do em good To let the music burst out When you feel assured Let the people know it . Let your laughter loose Until your scream Becomes a love-shout, ah Tomorrow Tomorrow's far away Tomorrow, as they say, Is reserved for dreams Tomorrow Tomorrow's looking grey A playground always locked Trains no winning teams Won't take no for an answer I was born to be a dancer now Anyone who feels the rhythm through em Knows it's gonna do em good To let the music burst out When you feel assured Let the people know it. Let your laughter loose Until your scream becomes a love shout Ah -------- FAT SAM'S GRAND SLAM (FROM THE PARAMOUNT MOTION PICTURE "BUGSY MALONE") (FROM THE NATIONAL YOUTH MUSIC THEATRE STAGE SHOW "BUGSY MALONE") (Lyrics & Music Paul Williams) Any body who is anybody Will soon walk through that door At Fat Sam's Grand Slam Speakeasy Always able to find you a table There's room for just one more At Fat Sam's Grand Slam Speakeasy Once you get here, feel the good cheer Like they always say in the poem Fat Sam's ain't humble But it's your home sweet home Plans are made here, games are played here I could write me a book Each night astounds you Rumours are abuzzing Stories by the dozen Look around you, cousin At the news were making here Anybody who is anybody Will soon walk through that door At Fat Sam's Grand Slam Speakeasy Da da da da da da Da da da da da da Da da da da da da Hoc ya, Hoo ya, Hoo da da da da See the politicians Sittin' by the kitchen Said he caught his fingers In the well he was wishin' Once you get here, feel the good cheer Like they always say in the poem Fat Sam's ain't humble But it's your home sweet home Plans are made here, games are played here I could write me a book Each night astounds you Rumours are abuzzing Stories by the dozen Look around you, cousin At the news were making here Anybody who is anybody Will soon walk through that door At Fat Sam's Grand Slam Speakeasy ------ A LITTLE BIT OF LOVE (Lyrics & Music Paul Williams/Ken Ascher) She's the kind who says goodbye to houses When she's leaving them for good Thinks about the beauty of the forest When she burns a piece of wood Says hello to strangers And every hungry stray weighs on her mind Sees good in everybody That few of us would take the time to find She says every act of kindness Is a little bit of love we leave behind She's the kind who lays awake and worries When the headline tensions grow Thinks about the unborn generations And a time she'll never know Seems it's always after midnight When we talk it out and slowly both unwind She says every act of kindness Is a little bit of love we leave behind Every summer sun That has passed our way Serves to light every day And in time will stay Like a golden ghost in our mind So when we have gone What we do lives on You know every act of kindness Is a little bit of love we leave behind ------ SHOW BUSINESS (FROM THE NATIONAL YOUTH MUSIC THRATRE STAGE SHOW "BUGSY MALONE") (Lyrics & Music N/K) Show buis'ness I've travelled far That's right you got it, a neon star I started at the bottom But I reached the top And once your name in lights You know you'll never stop Show bus'ness is all I need Gimme the chance and I'll take the lead When the music's playing I can't help but sing And with the dancers swaying I'm right in the swing of it Show bus'ness It's lucky breaks A chance to show if You got what it takes Give it your best and You're on your way Let the big band play! Show bus'ness It's lucky breaks A chance to show if You got what it takes Give it your best and You're on your way Start the show I'm here to stay! Yes I'm here to Stay! -------------------------- THAT'S WHY THEY CALL ME DANDY (FROM THE NATIONAL YOUTH MUSIC THEATRE STAGE SHOW "BUGSY MALONE") (Lyrics & Music Paul Williams) There's pie in the sky and it belongs to me I'm the legal owner of the recipe The upper crust looks up to me Didn't you know gang We're beginning to see That's why they call you Dandy I rule this town with a velvet fist Oh, yeah, that's our Dan I got a sense of humour that they can't resist It's our Dan I give that plot a lemon twist Oh, what a plan Didn't you know gang We're beginning to see That's why they call you Dandy The fact is, the fact is The very celebrated man Who created custard pie Is directly related to me Didn't you know gang The Marquis De Meringue Didn't you know gang I was born with something more than an urge I was born to manufacture the splurge! Didn't you know gang We're beginning to see That's why they call you Dandy! Didn't you know gang It's a magical plan That's why they call me (him) Dandy Dan! Yeah!