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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Jon English
Jon English
Künstler:in
Original London Cast Of Paris
Original London Cast Of Paris
Künstler:in
Neal Wilkinson
Neal Wilkinson
Schlagzeug
Laurence Cottle
Laurence Cottle
Bassgitarre
Geoff Whitehorn
Geoff Whitehorn
E-Gitarre
John Dallimore
John Dallimore
E-Gitarre
Gerry Stevens
Gerry Stevens
E-Bassgitarre
Ian Lynn
Ian Lynn
Tasteninstrumente
Richard Cottle
Richard Cottle
Tasteninstrumente
Chris Cozens
Chris Cozens
Tasteninstrumente
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jon English
Jon English
Komponist:in
David Charles MacKay
David Charles MacKay
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
David Mackay
David Mackay
Produzent:in

Letras

Paris, this has gone far enough
So we meet again
Aphrodite
Sweet Aphrodite
I’m not Aphrodite!
I always knew
I dedicate my life to -
Ugh. Give me strength
To you
Why the hell don't you shut up and listen?
What?
You haven’t got a clue
You just don’t what's going on
It's not a palace
It's a prison
And they intend to keep you here
I don’t need lovesick strangers
Who have no sense of danger
I don’t know why I bother
Why should I give a damn?
It’s Agamemnon’s plan
Why can’t you understand it
When any fool could see
But they seem quite friendly
He will murder you when he has used you
You honestly don’t know him
I would trust him just about as far as you or I could throw him
Are you sure?
And Paris, would you please
For the gods' sake, just get off your knees
What?
Stuff your adoration!
I don’t need complications
I'm not a goddess
I am King Menelaus’ wife
And any fool could see what potential enemies we're
Still much too close together
I just don't know what I'm doing here
Here we are
Standing together
Oh, Paris
Face to face
Heart to heart
Aren’t you listening?
The way we were meant -
I must be going mad
To be
Don’t you understand?
It’s a trap
You got to get away
Andruste, go to the fisherman
Yes, ma'am
(spoken)
We must find that Trojan galley
And Paris, listen
(sung)
If we can time it right, we'll
Get past the guards without a fight
And if we're lucky you’ll be sailing for Troy tonight
Your life is in their hands
Why can’t you understand me when
Any fool
Well, any fool like me could see
Yes I know what you’re trying to say
Oh Paris
This shouldn’t be happening
So tell me why if you think so little of me
Don’t you just turn and walk away
Any fool could see
Any fool could see
(spoken)
By the gods, what's happening to me?
We must leave
Before it's too late
(spoken)
Guards
Fetch my brother
It seems we have a problem
(sung)
Now I’ll show them a leader
Now they’ll know who’s the leader
They’ll play follow the leader
For me
What’s going on in here?
Just what’s the problem here?
Ah, Agamemnon, I’m sorry to tell you
That Ulysses and the others don’t agree
Gentlemen, I remember before
How several of you seemed slightly unsure
That the Trojan dogs wouldn’t offer a threat
Ah. You wanna bet?
That smiling fool's had the time of his life
He laughs at you as he's twisting the knife
And the price, Menelaus, you've paid the price
He's abducted your wife
Find them
Find them!
Bring me back that Trojan knave
I don’t care if he’s alive or dead
And if I find some Greek traitor has helped him escape
Just bring me back his head
Move!
So Ulysses, are you with us now?
We’ll be wealthy men when the battle’s done
Ah, but what of the gods, Agamemnon
What of the gods
Whose side are they on?
Written by: David Charles MacKay, Jon English
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