Jazzing Up To Die (The Count: the Musical)
[MARISHKA]
Lights, go, down.
Blood, goes, 'round.
Lets, get, started.
Lets, jazz up.
The lights go down and the moon goes up
We're getting closer, to the top.
What shall we do when the lights go out?
Let's give 'em something, to talk about.
The sound of screams in the air
It comes from everyone, everywhere.
But don't you worry, please don't cry
We're jazzing up to die.
[CORPSES]
Oh, oh, oohh-------
Oh, oh, oohh-------
[MARISHKA and CORPSES]
Oh, oh, oohh------
Oh, oh, oohh------
Jazz up to die
Its gonna happen tonight
Hide your children, pray for your lives
'Cuz we're...jazzing...up...to...die!
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