The Chorus Line: Dreamboats, A Ballad

The Chorus Line:Dreamboats, A Ballad
Sleep is the only rest we get;It's then we are at peace
We do not have to mop the floorAnd wipe away the grease.
We are not chased around the hallAnd tumbled in the dirtBy every dimwit noblemanWho wants a slice of skirt.
WAAAAAHHHHH!!!
Me want thigh! Me want thigh!
No... no...
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
And when we sleep we like to dream;We dream we are at sea,
We sail the waves in golden boats,So happy, clean and free.
This is our dream...
...where we always gleam.
No working or toiling for Penelope...
...for at sea we are free!
In dreams we all are beautifulIn glossy crimson dresses;We sleep with every man we love,We shower them with kisses
We take them in our golden boats
They fill our days with feasting,
We fill their nights with song,
And drift the whole year long.
And all is mirth and kindness,There are no tears of pain;For our decrees are mercifulThroughout our golden reign
But then the morning wakes us up:
Once more we toil and slave,
And hoist our skirts at their command
For every pnick and krave.
Owen Wang
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