Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Frederick Dvonch
Frederick Dvonch
Performer
St. James Theatre Orchestra
St. James Theatre Orchestra
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Oscar Hammerstein II
Oscar Hammerstein II
Songwriter
Richard Rodgers
Richard Rodgers
Composer

Lyrics

Your servant! Your servant! Indeed I'm not you servant (Although you give me less than servant's pay) I'm a free and independent employe... employee. Because I'm a woman You think, like ev'ry woman I have to be a slave or concubine- You conceited, self-indulgent libertine!...libertine How I wish I called him that! Right to his face! Libertine! And while we're on the subject, sire, There are certain goings on around this place That I wish to tell you I do not admire: I do not like polygamy Or even moderate bigamy (I realize That in your eyes That clearly makes a prig o' me) But I am from a civilized land called Wales Where men like you are locked in county gaols (jails)! In your pursuit of pleasure, you Have mistresses who treasure you (They have no ken Of other men Beside whom they can measure you) A flock of sheep and you're the only ram- No wonder you're the wonder of Siam! I'm rather glad I didn't say that... not with the women right There... and the children The children, the children, I'll not forget the children, No matter where I go I'll always see Those little faces looking up at me... Your majesty, Shall It tell you what I think of you? You're spoiled! You're a conscientious worker But your spoiled. Giving credit where it's due There is much I like in you But it's also very true That your spoiled! Everybody's always bowing To the King Everybody has to grovel To the King. By your Buddha you are blessed By your ladies you're caressed, But the one who loves you best is the King. All that bowing and kow-towing To remind you of your royalty, I find a most disgusting exhibition. I wouldn't ask a Siamese cat To demonstrate his loyalty By taking this ridiculous position How would you like it if you were a man Playing the part of a toad. Crawling around on your elbows and knees. Eating the dust of the road!... Toads! Toads! All of your people are toads! Yes, Your Majesty; No, Your Majesty. Tell us how low to go, Your Majesty; Make some more decrees, Your Majesty, Don't let us up off out knees, Your Majesty. Give us a kick, if you please Your Majesty Give us a kick, if you would, Your Majesty- Oh, That was good, Your Majesty!
Writer(s): Oscar Hammerstein Ii, Richard Rodgers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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