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Sutton Foster & Brian d'Arcy James의 예정 콘서트
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Sutton Foster
보컬
Brian d'Arcy James
보컬
Anja Wood
첼로
Antoine Silverman
퍼스트 바이올린
Bill Ellison
어쿠스틱 베이스 기타
Bud Burridge
트럼펫
Cameron Adams
보컬
Charles Pillow
리드
Christopher Sieber
보컬
Daniel Breaker
보컬
Entcho Todorov
바이올린
Greg Reuter
보컬
Haven Burton
보컬
Hiroko Taguchi
바이올린
Jack Bashkow
리드
Jacob Ming-Trent
보컬
Jeanne LeBlanc
첼로
Jennifer Cody
보컬
Jon Deley
건반
Leah Greenhaus
보컬
Lisa Ho
보컬
Lisa Matricardi
바이올린
Marissa O'Donnell
보컬
Marty Lawson
보컬
Morris Kainuma
튜바
Sarah Jane Everman
보컬
Shane Shanahan
타악기
T.O. Sterrett
건반
Tony Kadleck
트럼펫
작곡 및 작사
데이빗 린지 어베이르
송라이터
Jeanine Tesori
편곡가
Anne Kaye
카피이스트
John Clancy
오케스트레이터
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Jeanine Tesori
프로듀서
Peter Hylenski
공동 프로듀서
Lawrence Manchester
믹싱 엔지니어
Alex Venguer
레코딩 엔지니어
Angie Teo
레코딩 엔지니어
Derik Lee
어시스턴트 엔지니어
Don Goodrick
어시스턴트 엔지니어
Greg Calbi
마스터링 엔지니어
Joan Marcus
사진
Tyler Van Dalen
어시스턴트 엔지니어
가사
I had nothing in that tower
Fighting boredom by the hour.
Princess lonely
Walking circles
I had only...
Bare essentials
Army cot
A hot plate and chamber pot.
And every morning I would boil it.
No choice I had no toilet.
Just a view of devastation
Out one window, isolation
In my bedroom
And very little headroom
Twenty years I sat and waited
I'm very dedicated
On the walls the days were added
Luckily those walls were padded
So...
I think I got you beat
I think I got you beat
Yeah
Yeah
Yeeeaaahh,
I think I got you beat
I think I got you beat.
Oh you think so.
That was a sad story but
I've heard better I'm just saying
A for effort thanks for playing
Sad to see a princess suffer
But I had it rougher
Like that time a mob with torchers burned my britches
See the scorches
You're just whiney
I had a flaming hiney
As I fled I had to wonder
If I were torn asunder
Would an ogre go to Heaven
Did I mention I was seven?
So...
I think I got you beat
I think I got you beat
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I think I got you beat.
I think I got you beat.
No warm regards
No Christmas cards
And every day
Was hell on earth day.
Okay top this.
I missed my prom
My dad and mom sent me away,
It was my birthday.
I was sent away on Christmas Eve.
Haha.
No warm regards
(Bare essentials
Army cot a hot plate and chamber pot.)
No christmas cars
(And every morning I would boil it.
No choice I had no toilet.)
And every day was hell on earth day
(Just a view of devastation out one window,
Isolation in my bedroom and very little headroom)
My dad and mom send me away, it was my birthday
(Twenty years I sat and waited I'm very dedicated on the
Walls the days were added luckily those walls were padded)
I miss my prom
My dad and mom sent me away...
So...
So...
I think I got you beat
I think I got you beat
Yeah,
Yeah,
Yeah,
Yeah,
Yeah,
Yeah,
Yeah
I think I got you beat
I think I got you beat
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
YEAH
I think I got you beat
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Hhhmmmm hmmm hmm hmmm
Hmmm hmmm hmmm hmm
Hm hm hmmmm hmm
Hm hm hmm hmm
Nananananana na
Nananananana na
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Writer(s): Jeanine Tesori, David Lindsay-abaire
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