Another Hundred Lyrics (Live)

Another hundred lyrics just flew out of my brain as I stand here on stage With another hundred lyrics that I'll never recall And on every damn page is another hundred lyrics that'll drive me insane Right in front of you all, 'cause the words are a pain Not to mention the sprawl of the melody But we're all singing Sondheim Some songs are weird, some are quick We're all singing Sondheim And when the rhymes get this thick It isn't fair I need more air But I'll try to follow the internal rhymes and infernal counts With the tricky meter and the picky words in absurd amounts And we lose our places, where the phrases change Where the rhythmic flows Now I think I've got it, 'cause this part's a breeze But you never know Will the tempo switch or will he change the key? 'Cause something has to go? Did you find my measure, 'cause I looked in vain? And another modulation to increase the pain Look, I'll learn it by tomorrow, if I don't go insane And another hundred lyrics just flew out of my brain But we're all singing Sondheim Some songs are sweet, some are strange We're all singing Sondheim There's not one tune in my range And every song is too damn long Well, there are worse things than staring at the water on a Sunday There are worse things than staring at the water as you're posing for a picture After sleeping on the ferry, after getting up at seven To come over to an island in the middle of a river Half an hour from the city on a Sunday But I'll try to follow the internal rhymes and infernal counts With the tricky meter and the picky words in absurd amounts At a speed like this, you miss the syllables that I can't pronounce Pardon me, is everybody there? Because if everybody's there I wanna thank you all for coming to the wedding, I'd appreciate your going even more I mean, you must have lots of better things to do and not a word of it to Paul Remember Paul? You know, the man I'm gonna marry But I'm not, because I wouldn't ruin anyone as wonderful as he is But I thank you all for the gifts and the flowers, thank you all Now it's back to the showers, don't tell Steve But I think I've got it, 'cause this part's a breeze But you never know 'Cause he switched the tempo, and he changed the key But something had to go Did you find my measure, 'cause I looked in vain? And another modulation to increase the pain Look, I'll learn it by tomorrow, but I'll probably be insane And another hundred lyrics just flew out of my brain And another hundred lyrics just flew out of my brain And another hundred lyrics just flew out of my brain And 27 dinner plates, and 37 butter knives And 47 paperweights, and 57 candles And another hundred lyrics just flew out of my brain Thank you so much