Aristocrats
Thus all fairy stories end
Only an actress would pretend
Affairs of state are her latest play：
Eight shows a week two matinee
My how the worm begins to turn
When will the chorus girl ever learn
My how the worm begins to turn
When will the chorus girl ever learn
Eva
The chorus girl hasn't learned the lines you'd like to hear
She won't go scrambling over the backs of the poor to be accepted
By making donations just large enough
To the correct charities
She won't be president of your wonderful societies of philanthropy
Even if you asked her to be
As you should have asked her to be
The actress hasn't learned the lines you'd like to hear
She won't join your clubs she won't dance in your halls
She won't help the hungry once a month at your tambolas
She'll simply take control as
You disappear
Che
Forgive my intrusion
But here in this neat little can：
I have a product to change your conception of man
A brand new insecticide a remarkable chemical feat
Instantly rendering other insecticides obsolete
Eva
Licensing slaughter of insects is hardly my mission
Goodnight and thank you whoever
We've no time for you
But one thing we do emphasize：
It's an ill wind that blows nobody good
The news may be bad for one Argentine lad
But it's good news for Argentine flies
