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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Piano
Riggs O’Hara
Vocals
Gordon Waller
Gordon Waller
Vocals
Peter Reeves
Peter Reeves
Performer
"Joseph & The Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat" 1974 London Cast
"Joseph & The Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat" 1974 London Cast
Performer
Tim Rice
Tim Rice
Tambourine
Whitgift School Choir
Whitgift School Choir
Choir
Stephen Pinnock
Stephen Pinnock
Chorus Director
Kenny Davidson
Kenny Davidson
Guitar
Dave Thallon
Dave Thallon
Drums
Kenny Thomson
Kenny Thomson
Saxophone
Derek Hill
Derek Hill
Bass Guitar
Hank Shaw
Hank Shaw
Trumpet
RICHARD WHITE/JESSE CORTI
RICHARD WHITE/JESSE CORTI
Organ
Bill Le Sage
Bill Le Sage
Percussion
Christopher Hamel-Cooke
Christopher Hamel-Cooke
Harpsichord
Paul Brooke
Paul Brooke
Vocals
Mason Taylor
Mason Taylor
Vocals
Richard Kane
Richard Kane
Vocals
Ian Trigger
Ian Trigger
Vocals
David Wynn
David Wynn
Vocals
Ian Charleson
Ian Charleson
Vocals
Jeremy James-Taylor
Jeremy James-Taylor
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Composer
Tim Rice
Tim Rice
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Producer
Bob Swash
Bob Swash
Producer
Tim Rice
Tim Rice
Producer
Keith Grant
Keith Grant
Engineer
alan o'duffy
alan o'duffy
Engineer
Douglas Bennett
Douglas Bennett
Engineer

歌詞

Next day, far from home
The brothers planned the repulsive crime
Let us grab him now
Do him in, while we've got the time
This they did and made the most of it
Tore his coat and flung him in a pit
Let us leave him here
All alone, and he's bound to die
When some Ishmaelites
A hairy crew, came riding by
In a flash the brothers changed their plan
We need cash. Let's sell him if we can
Poor, poor Joseph, what'cha gonna do?
Things look bad for you, hey, what'cha gonna do?
Poor, poor Joseph, what'cha gonna do?
Things look bad for you, hey, what'cha gonna do?
Could you use a slave
You hairy bunch of Ishmaelites?
Young, strong, well-behaved
Going cheap, and he reads and writes
In a trice the dirty deal was done
Silver coins for Jacob's favorite son
Then the Ishmaelites
Galloped off with the slave in tow
Off to Egypt where Joseph was not keen to go
It wouldn't be a picnic he could tell
And I don't speak Egyptian very well
Joseph's brothers tore
His precious multi-colored coat
Having ripped it up
They next attacked a passing goat
Soon the wretched creature was no more
They dipped his coat in blood and guts and gore
Oh now, brothers, how low can you stoop?
You make a sordid group, hey, how low can you stoop?
Poor, poor Joseph, sold to be a slave
Situation's grave, hey, sold to be a slave
Written by: Andrew Lloyd Webber, Tim Rice
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