Look at the Sky

Penny You've got a sweet lookin' head, Bobby, a sweet lookin' head! But you keep it up there in the clouds day after day after day and it's gotta come down from there. You hear me?! Get that head out of the clouds, Bobby Strong! You get it out of the clouds! Bobby Off in the distance There's a beautiful horizon - Gleaming and radiant It's what I'll keep my eyes on - As the world turns to face the sun And start another day It suddenly Occurs to me That maybe we can find another way Look at the sky Full of hope and promise It's a shining ideal How I reel When I look at the sky Daily we make them pay Their nickles dimes and quarters - Daily we break them 'Cause we have to follow orders And we keep filling moneybags With broken lives and dreams But what's it for? I can't ignore These black immoral Profit-making schemes Look at the sky High above this madness! Here below feel our shame! It must stop in the name Of the sky! Penny The fee is the law, Bobby Strong. Bobby And what if there was a new law in town, Ms. Pennywise? A new law that didn't come from any voting process or elected body or process of judicial review, but a brand new law that came from an organ. That's right, a muscular, blood-pumping organ. Like this one. Right here. Penny A muscular organ? Bobby Can't you see it, Ms. Pennywise? Well, if this one's too small for you why not try this one on for size?! Penny It's... it's blinding me! Bobby Look at the sky! There's a great big heart there! There's a heart In the sky There just is Don't ask why - It's the sky! Penny Don't do this, Bobby. You'll regret it. Bobby I don't think so. C'mon, Ma. This one's on the house. For everyone! Forever! The Poor Hooray! Soupy Sue Your heart knows all things Great and true Tiny Tom The things mere brains can never know Josephine Your heart point to The great big blue - The Poor Where the people's allgiance must go! Bobby Tell me where! The Poor Look at the sky! That's our inspiration! Bobby Look at the sky! Look at the sky! The Poor We can win If we try We begin When we look at the sky! Penny Oh Bobby, what's to become of you? What's to become of us all?! The Poor Look at the sky! Standard of the people! Bobby Off in the distance There's a beautiful horizon The Poor It's a banner so wide Flying proudly with pride In the sky Bobby In the sky The Poor In the sky!