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Hosanna – Jesus Christ Superstar

Hosanna

Hey sanna, sanna, sanna, Hosanna

Hey sanna, HosannaHey J.C., J.C. won't you smile at me?

Sanna, Hosanna, hey Superstar

Tell the rabble to be quiet, we anticipate a riot

This common crowd, is much too loud

Tell the mob, who sing your song

That they are fools and they are wrong

They are a curse, they should disperse

Hosanna


Hey sanna, Hosanna

Hey J.C., J.C., you're alright by me


Why waste your breath moaning at the crowd?

Nothing can be done to stop the shouting

If every tongue were stilled

The noise would still continueThe rocks and stone themselves would start to sing

Hosanna


Hey sanna, Hosanna

Hey J.C., J.C., won't you fight for me?


Sing me a song but not for me aloneSing out for yourselves for you are blessed

There is not one of you who cannot win the kingdom

The slow, the suffering, the quick the dead

Hosanna


Hey sanna, Hosanna

Hey J.C., J.C., won't you fight for me?


Superstar



That’s Amore

In Napoli where love is kingWhen boy meets girl

Here's what they sing

When the moon hits your eye

Like a big pizza pie, that's amore

When the world seems to shine

Like you've had too much wine, that's amore

Bells will ring ting-a-ling-a-lingTing-a-ling-a-ling and you'll sing, "Vita bella"

Hearts will play tippy-tippy-tay

Tippy-tippy-tay like a gay tarantella

When the stars make you drool

Just like a pasta fazool, that's amore

When you dance down the street

With a cloud at your feet, you're in love

When you walk in a dream

But you know, you're not dreaming signore

Scuzza me, but you see

Back in old Napoli, that's amore



We Open in Venice

A troupe of strolling players are we,

Not stars like L.B. Mayer's are we,

But just a simple band

Who roams about the land

Dispensing fol-de-rol frivolity.

Mere folk who give distraction are

we,

No Theater Guild attraction are we,

But just a crazy group

That never ceases to troop

Around the map of little Italy.

We open in Venice,

We next play Verona,

Then on to Cremona.

Lots a laughs in Cremona.

Our next jump is Parma,

That stingy, dingy menace,Then Mantua, then Padua,

Then we open again, where?

We open in Venice,


Then on to Cremona.

Lots a bars in Cremona.

Our next jump is Parma,That beerless, cheerless menace,

Then Mantua, then Padua,


We open in Venice,


Then on to Cremona.

Lots a dough in Cremona.


That dopey, mopey menace,



In Venice!

We open in Venice,


Then on to Cremona.

Lots a quail in Cremona.


That heartless, tartless menace,



In Venice!

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