Текст песни Мюзикл Чикаго - Class

Gone are those who play fair,
And there was a modest, courteous, polite.
And a pain in the ass we have each other now!
Where did the previous class?

MORTON:
No one will say, upon my honor,
And a good day, and how cute.
Now, any son of a bitch
Plotting for you.
Where did the previous class?

VELMA AND MORTON:
A! And where is the gentleman
As you open the door?
It does not become a lady
But prostitutes are now complete.
And children get knocked down
And do not notice you.
Where did the whole class?

VELMA:
No longer was the manners of speech.

MORTON:
Morale fell.

VELMA:
Around louts.

MORTON:
No one will say sorry, if you release the gas!
Where did the previous class?

VELMA:
Class.

VELMA AND MORTON:
A! And gentlemen are not found among men,
And the women are divided into heifers and cows,

VELMA:
And even children are rude to you without hiding the eyes.

MORTON:
Not hiding his eyes.

VELMA AND MORTON:
Where did the whole class?

VELMA:
A cycle of violence, robbery and blood.

MORTON:
My God, where is peace and love?

VELMA AND MORTON:
Where did the whole class?

MORTON:
In a head wind,

VELMA:
All brains between their legs.

MORTON:
Shame and disgrace!

VELMA:
Shame and disgrace!

MORTON:
These are the times,

VELMA:
These are the times,

VELMA AND MORTON:
Where now the whole class? !!!