Poison in My Pocket (dupl)
[ASQUITH JR]
You and I go sailing by
And no one will know where to find us
Unseen, unknown, and blissfully alone
We're leaving the riff-raff behind us
All afternoon in our sweet cocoon
Our cares for the moment at bay
Side by side, who knows how far we'll glide?
Bid the world goodbye; eagerly we fly away
[MONTY]
I am standing here with poison in my pocket
Standing on this frozen little dock
It seems that I've just let them skate my opportunity away...
Brrr!
If I had the poise to put the poison
In a pot of tea, or else a shot of gin
I would be back amid the noise of London by the end of day...
But!
I am standing here with poison in my pocket
One eye on the target, one eye on the clock
It'd better happen soon, before I lose my nerve and run!
If I had a knife, I could have grabbed him
Then discreetly knocked him on the head and stabbed him
Not to mention what I would have done if I had had a gun
Then again...
The thought occurs, if I had truly taken stock
It might've stopped me putting poison in my pocket
What a fool; to travel all this way and not think twice!
Murder's not a hobby for the cautious
Thoughts of violence can make the timid nauseous...
Unless, of course, the victim plunges head-on through the ice!
It appears that I've been handed quite an opportune solution
All that still remains is proper execution..
I had better join them on the lake before it gets too late!
Suddenly, there is no stumbling-block
It seems that I won't need the poison in my pocket
What a stroke of luck Sibella teased me 'till I learned to skate!
[MONTY]
Closer, now
Time is racing, now
Time is racing on
It's all a matter of pacing
In a moment, this moment will be gone!
With the rhythm of a violinist, I am sawing where I think the ice is thinnest
To create a hole through which the tragic lovers meet their doom
One could call call this rather diabolic... Is it strange to feel a wee bit melancholic?
Right, a twinge of some remorse, Of course! A conscience I assume
But no! As i'm cutting I am contemplating, and the truth is it's a tad exhilarating
Even though it's not inconceivable that i'll get caught
Still, it comes as quite a shock; it seems a novice standing here with poison in his pocket
Can decide that murdering Is easier then he had thought
[ASQUITH JR]
Closer, now
Time is
Racing
Time is racing on
It's all a matter of pacing
In a moment, this moment will be gone!
You and I go sailing by
And no one will know where to find us
Unseen, unknown and blissfully alone
We're leaving the riff-raff behind us
All afternoon in our sweet cocoon
Our cares, for the moment, at bay
Side by side, who knows how far we'll glide?
Bid the world goodbye, eagerly we fly away
Bid the world goodbye, eagerly we fly-
[ASQUITH JR and his lover fall through the ice, screaming and eventually dying]
[MONTY]
... Away
All of this is, frankly, easier than I had thought
You and I go sailing by
And no one will know where to find us
Unseen, unknown, and blissfully alone
We're leaving the riff-raff behind us
All afternoon in our sweet cocoon
Our cares for the moment at bay
Side by side, who knows how far we'll glide?
Bid the world goodbye; eagerly we fly away
[MONTY]
I am standing here with poison in my pocket
Standing on this frozen little dock
It seems that I've just let them skate my opportunity away...
Brrr!
If I had the poise to put the poison
In a pot of tea, or else a shot of gin
I would be back amid the noise of London by the end of day...
But!
I am standing here with poison in my pocket
One eye on the target, one eye on the clock
It'd better happen soon, before I lose my nerve and run!
If I had a knife, I could have grabbed him
Then discreetly knocked him on the head and stabbed him
Not to mention what I would have done if I had had a gun
Then again...
The thought occurs, if I had truly taken stock
It might've stopped me putting poison in my pocket
What a fool; to travel all this way and not think twice!
Murder's not a hobby for the cautious
Thoughts of violence can make the timid nauseous...
Unless, of course, the victim plunges head-on through the ice!
It appears that I've been handed quite an opportune solution
All that still remains is proper execution..
I had better join them on the lake before it gets too late!
Suddenly, there is no stumbling-block
It seems that I won't need the poison in my pocket
What a stroke of luck Sibella teased me 'till I learned to skate!
[MONTY]
Closer, now
Time is racing, now
Time is racing on
It's all a matter of pacing
In a moment, this moment will be gone!
With the rhythm of a violinist, I am sawing where I think the ice is thinnest
To create a hole through which the tragic lovers meet their doom
One could call call this rather diabolic... Is it strange to feel a wee bit melancholic?
Right, a twinge of some remorse, Of course! A conscience I assume
But no! As i'm cutting I am contemplating, and the truth is it's a tad exhilarating
Even though it's not inconceivable that i'll get caught
Still, it comes as quite a shock; it seems a novice standing here with poison in his pocket
Can decide that murdering Is easier then he had thought
[ASQUITH JR]
Closer, now
Time is
Racing
Time is racing on
It's all a matter of pacing
In a moment, this moment will be gone!
You and I go sailing by
And no one will know where to find us
Unseen, unknown and blissfully alone
We're leaving the riff-raff behind us
All afternoon in our sweet cocoon
Our cares, for the moment, at bay
Side by side, who knows how far we'll glide?
Bid the world goodbye, eagerly we fly away
Bid the world goodbye, eagerly we fly-
[ASQUITH JR and his lover fall through the ice, screaming and eventually dying]
[MONTY]
... Away
All of this is, frankly, easier than I had thought