Please, Miss Giry (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)

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Andrew Lloyd Webber - Non-Music, Orchestral

Please, Miss Giry (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)

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Please, Miss Giry, I want to go back - I want my mother The sea is calm, the sea is gray It washes everything away Please! You're hurting me! I can't swim! Oh don't worry, it's almost over Sink into the deep, blue and cool and kind Then drift off to sleep, let the past unwind Leave the hurt behind. Gustave! Mother! Let go of the boy now! Not another step! Let him go! Not another word Always wondered how to make you watch, Well watch me now! I took a little trip to Coney Island I took a little trip because of you I did as mothеr said, and followed where you lеad And tried to do what little I could do But here's the way it works on Coney Island They make you pay for every little crumb I gave what they would take - I gave it for your sake Now look at me, and see what I've become! Bathing Beauty, on the beach Bathing Beauty in her dressing gown Bathing Beauty, in the dark On their laps, in their arms, In their beds! (Giry - Meg, my little Meg!) And who kept singing, desperate for your favour? Who kept dancing, hoping you would save her? Who kept dying, and this is all you gave her! Now that I've got your attention at last, Here's the big finish and then you can go! (Giry - No, Meg, don't!) Give me the gun, Meg Give me the hurt and the pain, and the gun, Meg Give me the blame for not seeing the things that you've done, Meg Give me the gun, Meg Give me the chance to see you clear At last (Meg - see me clear at last) You feel ugly, you feel used You feel broken, you feel bruised Ah, but me, I can see all the beauty underneath (yes?) You've been robbed of love and pride, Been ignored and cast aside, Even so, I still know, know there's beauty underneath (yes!) Diamonds never sparkle bright If they aren't set just right Beauty sometimes goes unseen - We can't all be like Christine! Christine... Christine! Always Christine!

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  • Andrew Lloyd Webber