[Batboy] Can I help it if I have these teeth? Just ignore 'em and you'll see beneath How I yearn to escape this infernal hole I have a soul! A soul! A SOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUL!!!
How I long to stroll down Broadway How I long for Central Park Can I never know the sun? Will I only know the dark?
I would gladly ride the subways And inflation would be fun Will I only know the dark? Can I never know the sun? The sun? THE SUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN!
Take my hand --- my claw, if you will I love you all, though it's you I kill Can't I have my moment?
[Chorus] Let him have his moment!
[Batboy] Can't I have my moment?
[Chorus] Let him have his moment!
[Batboy] Yes! Let me have my moment! Let me have my moment In! The! SUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN!
::stares:: You know, there really is a Bat Boy: The Musical.
In a cave many miles to the south Lives a boy born with fangs in his mouth. Sleeping until the fading light, Flying through bloody dreams; When he awakes, the summer night Is filled with screams.
You have heard he was born in the bogs. That he feeds on the flies and the frogs. You call him "beast" or "changeling"; Or "demon chimpanzee"; But we will prove he's no such thing: He's much like me! And me!
Oh, hold me Bat Boy, Touch me Bay Boy, Help me through the night. Love me, Bat Boy, Save me, Bay Boy. Make it all turn out all right!
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A birthday musical selection for <s>Fatses</s> the Batboy!
[Chorus]
Eeek! Batboy!
[Batboy]
Can I help it if I have these teeth?
Just ignore 'em and you'll see beneath
How I yearn to escape this infernal hole
I have a soul! A soul!
A SOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUL!!!
How I long to stroll down Broadway
How I long for Central Park
Can I never know the sun?
Will I only know the dark?
I would gladly ride the subways
And inflation would be fun
Will I only know the dark?
Can I never know the sun?
The sun?
THE SUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN!
Take my hand --- my claw, if you will
I love you all, though it's you I kill
Can't I have my moment?
[Chorus]
Let him have his moment!
[Batboy]
Can't I have my moment?
[Chorus]
Let him have his moment!
[Batboy]
Yes! Let me have my moment!
Let me have my moment
In! The! SUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN!
[Tableau. Applause.]
holy crap!
::pause::
::standing ovation, whoops, cheers, etc.::
Re: holy crap!
In a cave many miles to the south
Lives a boy born with fangs in his mouth.
Sleeping until the fading light,
Flying through bloody dreams;
When he awakes, the summer night
Is filled with screams.
You have heard he was born in the bogs.
That he feeds on the flies and the frogs.
You call him "beast" or "changeling";
Or "demon chimpanzee";
But we will prove he's no such thing:
He's much like me! And me!
Oh, hold me Bat Boy,
Touch me Bay Boy,
Help me through the night.
Love me, Bat Boy,
Save me, Bay Boy.
Make it all turn out all right!
(etc)