Lyricist : Benj Pasek/Justin Paul/Khiyon Hursey/Sukari Jones/Mark Sonnenblick
Composer : Benj Pasek/Justin Paul/Khiyon Hursey/Sukari Jones/Mark Sonnenblick
Now, fellow
here you are
In a shitty British bar
with a frothy little frown
upon your lips
Another pint for my friend
extra warm
Your accent blows
Well, I beg to differ
As your're drowning in that ale
You're feeling like a fail
You're sorrier
than soggy fish and chips
But you don't have to sit and pout
just let your inner Scrooge come out
Cause why should any other jerk
enjoy his day?
When ya down in the dumps
And need some cheering upsies
Turn and tap a hapless chap
And sweetly say
Good afternoon
Good afternoon (Well, I never)
Just let one fly
And you'll be smiling pretty soon
Like this
Good afternoon
I beg your pardon?
You pompous arse
It's like "piss off"
But with a little touch of class
Oh, two little words
Can totally change a tune
Good afternoon
Good afternoon
Good afternoon
So you'er done nothing wrong
In so very, very long
And I get
It's an important point of pride
It's part of my job
But come on
now don't stay quiet
You know you wanna try it
Better to never let all of the bitter
Be bottled up inside
Oh! Out of the road, dingus
Oh! Come on, bub
He's got it coming
You know you want to
Come on!
It's right there
Just let it...
Good afternoon! (Yes!)
Good afternoon
The hell you say?
Sir, you're a wankerous
cantankerous buffoon
What's all this, then?
Good afternoon
You smell of shite
Now we didn't say good morning
or good night (That's right!)
Yes, two little words
can totally change a tune
Good afternoon
Good afternoon
Good afternoon
She clogged the loo (Good afternoon)
He diddled your wife (Good afternoon)
It meant not a thing
I swear upon my life (Good afternoon)
He has the plagus (Good afternoon)
She called you a whore (Good afternoon)
I'm an orphan
Please, sir
may I have some more? (Good afternoon)
Hello, Governor (Good afternoon)
Pardon his French (Good afternoon)
Just deplore them with desorum
Like you're Judi bloody Dench
Wait, wait
Was that Judi Dench?
Oh, my God
She's a national treasure
I love her in everything
I loved her in that Chocolate
Chocolat
Chocolat
While we're strutting
through the streets of London town
The quickest little pick-me-up
is kicking people down
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Good afternoon
It's tons of fun
And if you're shocked
then you can kiss my dicken, son
wow Kiss it… No stop!
Son! Eve…what? Stop!
No, it’s Charles Dickens
It’s a fun little thing
Yes, thank you
But there is a baby
Oh! There’s a baby
Madam, I am so sorry
And ma’am…
Good afternoon
Good afternoon our favorite swear
Just let a little vile
Fill the village square
A pin to pop some prick’s ballon
And nobody is immune
For giving a man
a kick in the pantaloon
Oh, two little words
Can totally change a tune
Good afternoon, good afternoon
Good afternoon
Good afternoon, good afternoon
Good afternoon
Good afternoon, good afternoon
Good afternoon, good afternoon
