MASQUERADE -WHY SO SILENT -Andrew Lloyd Webber
Masquerade Paper faces on parade
Masquerade Hide your face so the world will never find you
Masquerade Every face a different shade
Masquerade Look around - there's another mask behind you
Flash of mauve splash of puce
Fool and king ghoul and ghost
Green and black queen and priest
Trace of rouge face of beast
Faces take your turn take a ride
On the merry-go- round in an inhuman race
Eye of gold thigh of blue
True is false who is who
Curl of lip swirl of gown
Ace of hearts face of clown
Faces drink it in drink it up
Till you've drowned in the light in the sound
But who can name the face
Masquerade Grinning yellows spinning reds
Masquerade Take your fill - let the spectacle astound you
Masquerade Burning glances turning heads
Masquerade Stop and stare at the sea of smiles around you
Masquerade Seething shadows breathing lies
Masquerade You can fool and friend who ever knew you
Masquerade Leering satyrs peering eyes
Masquerade Run and hide - but a face will still pursue you
What a night
What a crowd
Makes you glad
Makes you proud
All the creme de la creme
Watching us watching them
And all our fears are in the past
Six months
Of relief
Of delight
Of Elysian peace
And we can breathe at last
No more notes
No more ghosts
Here's a health
Here's a toast: to a prosperous year
To the new chandelier
And may its splendour never fade
Six months
What a joy
What a change
What a blessed release
And what a masquerade
Think of it A secret engagement
Look - your future bride Just think of it
But why is it secret What have we to hide
Please let's not fight
Christine you're free
Wait till the time is right
When will you that be It's an engagement not a crime
Christine What are you afraid of
Let's not argue
Let's not argue
Please pretend
I can only hope I'll
You will
understand in time
Masquerade Paper faces on parade
Masquerade Hide your face so the world will never find you
Masquerade Every face a different shade
Masquerade Look around - there's another mask behind you
Masquerade Burning glances turning heads
Masquerade Stop and stare at the sea of smiles around you
Masquerade Grinning yellows spinning reds
Masquerade Take your fill - let the spectacle asto und you
Why so silent good monsieurs
Did you think that I had left you for good
Have you missed me good monsieurs
I have written you an opera
Here I bring the finished score Don Juan Triumphant
I advise you to comply my instructions sho uld be clear
Remember there are worse things than a shattered chandelier
Your chains are still mine You will sing for me