Nothing Like the City

Original Broadway Cast of Ragtime: The Musical & Alex Strange & Lea Michele & Gordon Stanley & Peter Friedman & Marin Mazzie - Pop, Theatre
Nothing Like the City
2 Plays
Lyrics
[TATEH, spoken] Mister, please, where is this? [CONDUCTOR, spoken] You're in New Rochelle. You can take the rope off her. This ain't the city. [LITTLE BOY, spoken] Mother! [MOTHER, spoken] I see! I see! He's afraid of losing her. Immigrants are terrified of losing their children. So are we but just not so conspicuously. Don't stare. It's not polite to stare. [TATEH, spoken] He's a rude little boy. Ignore him. People of good breeding do not stare at other people. They acknowledge them politely with a bow—like this. (sung) Good day [MOTHER] Good day, sir [TATEH] She called me "sir" Without a doubt We're really out Of New York City [MOTHER] Fine weather, isn't it? [TATEH] Isn't it? Now that we're out of the city Isn't it? [TATEH & MOTHER] Nothing like the city [LITTLE GIRL, spoken] He's still staring! [TATEH, spoken] Never mind [LITTLE BOY] My father's at the North Pole With Admiral Peary and Eskimos Where is your mother? [LITTLE GIRL] Dead [MOTHER, spoken] Edgar! [LITTLE BOY] My name is Edgar We're off to visit our fireworks factory What is your name? [LITTLE GIRL] No name [LITTLE BOY] That's impossible Everyone has a name Even the little Negro baby Who lives in our attic [MOTHER] Shh—do not be rude He talks [LITTLE BOY] I never knew anyone Who stayed on a rope Like a puppy dog What does it feel like? [TATEH] I see that [LITTLE GIRL] Safe [MOTHER] He also stares [LITTLE BOY] Safe? [MOTHER] You'd think he'd never Seen someone From New York City [LITTLE GIRL] Yes [LITTLE BOY] Everyone's safe In New Rochelle [TATEH] That's children Isn't it? [LITTLE GIRL] Safe? [MOTHER] Isn't it? [LITTLE BOY] Yes [MOTHER & TATEH] Always another surprise Isn't it [CONDUCTOR, spoken] Boston Post Road trolley! Boston! [MOTHER, spoken] Well [TATEH, spoken] Well (sung) Have a pleasant day, ma'am [MOTHER] Have a pleasant trip, sir [MOTHER & TATEH] Nothing like the city [CONDUCTOR, spoken] Mamaroneck! All aboard for Mamaroneck! [LITTLE BOY, spoken] We know those people. [MOTHER, spoken] That's ridiculous. They're poor foreigners. [LITTLE BOY, spoken] Then we're going to know them. [MOTHER, spoken] Who put such thoughts in your head?
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Credits
- Writers
- Stephen Flaherty
- Lynn Ahrens
- Terrence McNally