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Beetlejuice: The Musical Mashup

Liana Flores

You’re invisible when your sad
Clocks still tick phones still ring the world carries on like mad
But nobody sees a thing
Grownups wanna fix things
When they can’t it only fills them with shame
So they just look away
Is it being greedy to need somebody to see me?
And say my name

Hey folks! Begging your pardon!
Excuse me sorry to barge in
Now let’s skip the tears and start on the whole y’know
Being dead thing
Death can get a person stressed
We should have carpe’d way more diems
Now we’re never gonna see them
I can show you what comes next
Don’t be surprised
You’re still alive
Able to click the bell and subscribe yeah!
This is a show about death

Look at these jugs!
Amazingly glazed and terracotery
I took some clay and made you pottery
The world will never wreck you
I’ll protect you in a mother’s embrace
Folks say: Barbara!
Why can’t you see that ceramics is simply a manifestation of motherly panic
By making a baby that’s breakable aren’t you creating a way of translating that terror
Of making maternal mistakes into clay
Hiding away so you don’t have to face being a bad mom, Barbara!
That’s what you’ve done, Barbara!
Just make a start, are you willing to take to the next step?
Ready set!
Ready set!

But the good news is you and your spouse
Died in your own house
That gives you clout
That means the two of you should stick around
Flush out all the breathers You can breathe easier
Just stick with me
I'm like a ghost-zombie Jesus (ghost zombie Jesus)

You held my hand
And life came easy
Now jokes don't land
And no one sees me
Nothing seems to fit
Mamma, is this it?
Are you receiving
I want something to believe in
Or I'm done
Take me where my souls can run
Or I'll be in my bedroom
Wake me when I'm twenty-one
Daddy’s moving forward, daddy didn’t lose a mom
Whatever it takes to make him say your name
Dead mom

Both of you are super polite
Middle class, suburban, and white
Well, all of that is finished tonight
Except for the white part
Obviously
Whatever it takes to make ‘em go crazy
Raising the stakes by punching a baby
You gotta work
Gotta haunt till it hurts
Through the night

Science makes no sense
Who needs evidence?
Go with your feels
I'm like a radio
Tuned to the stars
I found my frequency
Crystals speak to me

What do they say?

Subscribe!
Everything, everything happens for a reason
Be a beacon of light in the world
Put a little alright in the world
There is spiritual guides above
Look up and see 'em!
Cause everything
Everything happens for a reason!

You could use a buddy
Don't you want a pal?
(Yes I do! Yes I do!)
Girl, the way I see it
Your daddy should be leavin'
And you should stick around!
And kill him!

What?

So, Lydia, don't end yourself
Defend yourself
Daddy is the one you should maim
Together we'll exterminate, assassinate
The finer points can wait
But first you gotta say my name!

Day o, me say day o
Daylight come and me wanna go home

When You're a Girl Scout
Everything's gonna work out
Just gonna ring the bell of this creepy looking house

All we wanna do is hear that sound
All we wanna do is hear that sound
All we wanna do is hear that sound
All we wanna do is hear that sound
Do you hear that sound (yes we do)
That beautiful sound (yes, we do, it's beautiful)
That is the sound of
No more condescending adults
Hanging around
It fills me with pride
When ruining lives
Ain’t it the sweetest sound around
That beautiful page turn sound oooo

The Barbara you married
She is dead and buried
Six feet below-ow-ow-ow-ow
And now Barbara, the doormat
She’s coming back in a new format
Time to let go
Say hello
To Barbara 2.0

Pain and joy and suffering
Failing but recovering
I'll tell you another thing
Everyone here is alone
So if you are breathing
Go home
If I knew then
What I know now (what I know now)
I would have looked within and let love in somehow
If I only knew (if I knew)
The truth back then
I wouldn’t have had my little accident

Mama I could use some help here
Tired of talking to myself here
Back at home you don’t exist
So here I am in the abyss
Spinning on this infinite road
Terrified of letting you go
No light above and there’s no hope below
And I don't know which way's home
I don’t know which way is home
Home
I'm falling, quite stalling, your daughter is calling your name
I’ve burnt all my bridges and games

Way back when I was just ten
Simple and sweet
Everywhere, guys would stay
Out on the street
And I was confused
Kind of confused
I would refuse to look in their eyes
But now I really love creepy old guys
Creepy old guy
Creepy old guy
I'm so happy I could cry
Girls may seem disgusted, but we’re actually just shy
Creepy old groom
Creepy old groom
Play that wedding tune
Folks step aside
'Cause here comes the bride
To my creepy old guy

Mama if your listening
Doesn’t this just blow your mind
(Shake, shake, shake, shake Señora)
I was on a mission
This is what I left behind
(Shake, shake, shake, shake Señora)
I’ll miss you everyday
Seek a little strange and unusual
And you will find
Mama I'm home
(Aah, daylight come and we wanna go home)
I'm home
(Shake shake shake Señora)
I'm home

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Composição: Eddie Perfect / Liana Flores. Essa informação está errada? Nos avise.
Enviada por Luanna e traduzida por Luanna. Viu algum erro? Envie uma revisão.


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