A Gentleman’s Guide to Love and Murder Company
Why Are All The D’Ysquiths Dying? (Reprise)
LORD ADALBERT:
Why are all the D’Ysquiths dying?
What could explain this tragic family curse?
A night or two ago
We were at Fidelio
He stood and booed the mezzo
And today, he’s in a hearse
If I should say that I wasn’t concerned, I would be lying
One doesn’t like to think of one’s demise
With such events, you see
How fragile life can be
It rather makes me wonder
If the next one will be me
ANCESTRAL PORTRAITS:
So tell me
Why are all the D’Ysquiths dying?
LORD ADALBERT:
The family tree’s been whittled down to size
ANCESTRAL PORTRAITS:
It’s just a twig now
LORD ADALBERT:
There’s almost no one left to eulogize
ANCESTRAL PORTRAITS:
Except for you, dear
ALL:
Let us pray no other D’Ysquith dies