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"Mail call! ya go, Bialystok, ya got a postcard"
"A postcard? where?"
"Brazil"
"Brazil? Who do I in Brazil?"

Max, "Rio is everything you said it was and more
Ulla and I think of you chance we get
In the morning, when we have breakfast on our
Many different and in the evening
we samba together in the moonlight
Sorry, run, Ulla's waiting, it's almost eleven"

"Wish you here, Leo
Just Cain and Abel, you pulled a sneak attack
I thought we were brothers
you stabbed me in the back"
Betrayed! Oh boy, I'm so

Samson and Delilah, your love began to fade
I'm crying in the hoosegow, you're in Rio getting
Betrayed! Let's face it, I'm

Boy, have I taken
Oy, I'm so
I should have seen what to pass
I have known to watch my ass

I feel Othello, everything is lost
Leo is Iago, Max is
I'm so dismayed, did I I'm betrayed?

I to be the king but now I am the fool
A captain a ship, a rabbi without a shul
Now I'm about to go to jail, no one who will pay my bail
I no one who I can cry to, no one I can say goodbye to

I'm drowning, I'm drowning here, I'm down for the last time
I, I, I see my whole flashing before my eyes
I see a old farmhouse with a white picket fence
I'm through fields of alfalfa with my collie, Rex

And Rex, stop it and I see my mother standing on the back
In a but clean gingham gown and I hear her calling out to me
"Alvin, don't your chores, the wood needs a-cordin'
And the cows a-milkin', Alvin, Alvin"

"Wait a minute, my name's not Alvin, not my life
I'm not a hillbilly, I grew up in the
Leo's everything, even my pasts

My past's a dying ember but wait, now I how did it begin?
He into my office with his cockamamie scheme
You can make more money with a than with a hit
"We can do it, we can do it"
"I do it"
"We can do it"
"I do it"
Max

"Lord, I that money"
"I'm back, Max"
"Come on, Leo, we can do it"

Step one, the play
See it, smell it, touch it, it
Hello, Mister
"Guten Tag, hop clop"
"Guten Tag, hop clop"

Adolf Elizabeth
"Guten Tag, hop clop"
"Guten Tag, hop clop"

two, hire the director
Keep it gay, it gay, keep it
Two-three, kick, turn, turn, turn, kick,

Step three, the money
came Bialy

Step four, all the actors
A wandering I
A of shreds and

Next, the wooden boy
Next, that's our
Opening
Good luck, luck, good luck
a leg, I broke my leg

"Springtime for and Germany"
A smash
"Springtime for Hitler and
It'll run for

did we go right?
Where did we go
Gimme books
Fat, fat,
Gimme books
Fat, fat,

Books, fat
Books, fat
Books, fat
Books, fat

Lousy fruit, kill the actors, you ever eat one
you ran to Rio and you're safely out of reach
I'm behind these bars, you're banging Ulla on the

Just like Julius Caesar was by Brutus
think an accountant would turn out to be my Judas
I'm so dismayed, is this how I'm
To be betrayed,