It’s Hot Up Here

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Sunday in the Park with George Ensemble - Pop, Broadway

It’s Hot Up Here

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[DOT] It's hot up here [YVONNE] It's hot and it's monotonous [LOUISE] I want my glasses [FRANZ] This is not my good profile [NURSE, spoken] Nobody can even see my profile.  [CELESTE #1] I hate this dress [CELESTE #2] The soldiers have forgotten us [FRIEDA] The boatman schvitzes [JULES, spoken] I am completely out of proportion.  [SOLDIER] These helmets weigh a lot on us [OLD LADY] This tree is blocking my view [LOUISE] I can't see anything [BOATMAN] Why are they complaining? It could have been raining [DOT] I hate these people [ALL] It's hot up here A lot up here It's hot up here Forever A lot of fun It's not up here It's hot up here No matter what There's not a breath Of air up here And they're up here Forever It's not my fault I got up here I'll rot up here I am so hot up here [YVONNE, spoken] Darling, don't clutch Mother's hand quite so tightly.  Thank you.  [CELESTE #1] It's hot up here [FRIEDA] At least you have a parasol [SOLDIER, NURSE, YVONNE & LOUISE] Well, look who's talking Sitting in the shade [JULES, spoken] I trust my cigar is not bothering you.—unfortunately, it never goes out.  [SOLDIER, (to COMPANION)] It's good to be together again [CELESTE #2] See, I told you they were odd [CELESTE #1] Don't slouch [LOUISE] He took my glasses! [YVONNE] You've been eating something sticky [NURSE] I put on rouge today, too... [FRIEDA] Don't you ever take a bath? [OLD LADY] Nurse! Hand me my fan [NURSE] I can't [FRANZ] At least the brat is with her mother [LOUISE] I heard that! [JULES (to DOT)] Do you like tall grass? [FRIEDA] Hah! [YVONNE] Jules! [BOATMAN] Bunch of animals... [DOT] I hate these people [ALL] It's hot up here And strange up here No change up here Forever How still it is How odd it is And God, it is So hot! [SOLDIER, spoken] I like the one in the light hat.  [DOT] Hello, George I do not wish to be remembered Like this, George With them, George My hem, George Three inches off the ground And then this monkey And these people, George—! They'll argue till they fade And whisper things and grunt But thank you for the shade And putting me in front Yes, thank you, George, for that— And for the hat... [CELESTE #1] It's hot up here [YVONNE] It's hot and it's monotonous [LOUISE] I want my glasses! [FRANZ] This is not my good profile [CELESTE #1] I hate this dress [DOT] It's hot up here [CELESTE #2] The soldiers have forgotten us [FRIEDA] Don't you ever take a bath? [YVONNE] It's hot and it's monotonous [LOUISE] He took my glasses, I want my glasses! [BOATMAN] Animals... [SOLDIER] It's good to be together again [JULES] Are you sure you don't like tall grass? [OLD LADY] Nurse! Hand me my fan [FRANZ] This is not my good profile [ALL] And furthermore Finding you're Fading Is very degrading And God I am so hot! Well, there are worse things than sweating By a river on a Sunday There are worse things than sweating by a river— [BOATMAN] When you're sweating in a picture That was painted by a genius— [FRANZ] And you know that you're immortal— [FRIEDA] And you'll always be remembered— [NURSE] Even if they never see you— [OLD LADY] And you're listening to drivel— [SOLDIER] And you're part of your companion— [LOUISE] And your glasses have been stolen— [YVONNE] And you're bored beyond endurance— [LOUIS] And the baby has no diapers— [CELESTE #1 (to CELESTE #2)] And you're slouching—! [CELESTE #2] I am not—! [JULES] And you are out of all proportion— [DOT] And I hate these people! [ALL] You never get A breeze up here And she's (he's) up here Forever You cannot run Amuck up here You're stuck up here In this gavotte Perspectives don't Make sense up here It's tense up here Forever The outward show Of bliss up here Is disappear- Ing dot by dot And it's hot!

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Writers
  • Stephen Sondheim