[PROPRIETOR]
Hey, pal, feelin' blue?
Don't know what to do?
Hey, pal—
I mean you—yeah
C'mere and kill a President
No job? Cupboard bare?
One room, no one there?
Hey, pal, don't despair—
You wanna shoot a President?
C'mon and shoot a President
Some guys
Think they can't be winners
First prize
Often goes to rank beginners
[CZOLGOSZ, spoken]
How much?
[PROPRIETOR, spoken]
Four-fifty. Iver Johnson .32. Rubber handles. Owls stamped on the side.
[CZOLGOSZ, spoken]
All right, give me.
[PROPRIETOR]
Hey, kid, failed your test?
Dream girl unimpressed?
Show her you're the best
If you can shoot a President
You can get the prize
With the big blue eyes...
Skinny little thighs
And those big blue eyes...
[CZOLGOSZ, spoken]
Mister!
[PROPRIETOR]
Everybody's got the right
To be happy
Don't stay mad
Life's not as bad
As it seems
If you keep your goal in sight
You can climb to any height
Everybody's got the right
To their dreams
[HINCKLEY, spoken]
Deal.
[CZOLGOSZ, spoken]
Mister—
[HINCKLEY, spoken]
I said deal.
[CZOLGOSZ, spoken]
You, you wait your turn!
[HINCKLEY, spoken]
It is my turn!
[CZOLGOSZ, spoken]
I was here first!
[PROPRIETOR, spoken]
Watch it now, no violence!
(sung)
Hey, fella
Feel like you're a failure?
Bailiff on your tail? Your
Wife run off for good?
Hey, fella
Feel misunderstood?
C'mere and kill a President
[GUITEAU, spoken]
Okay!
[ZANGARA, spoken]
Oh, Madonna!
[PROPRIETOR, sung]
What's-a wrong, boy?
Boss-a treat you crummy?
Trouble with your tummy?
This-a bring you some relief
Here, give some
Hail-a to da chief—
[ZANGARA, spoken]
You gimme prize—
[PROPRIETOR, spoken]
Anything you want!
[ZANGARA, spoken]
I want prize. You gimme prize!
[PROPRIETOR, spoken]
Only eight bucks. Cheap for "anything you want."
(
sung
)
Everybody's got the right
To be different—
—Even though
At times they go
To extremes
Aim for what you want a lot
Everybody gets a shot
Everybody's got a right
To their dreams
Yo, baby! Looking for a thrill?
The Ferris Wheel is that way
No, baby, this requires skill—
Okay, you want to give it a try...
Jeez, lady—!
Give a guy some room!
The bumper cars are that way
Please, lady—!
Don't forget that guns can go boom...
Hey, gang
Look who's here
There's our
Pioneer
Hey, chief
Loud and clear
[BOOTH]
Everybody's got the right
To be happy
Say, "Enough!"
It's not as tough
As it seems
Don't be scared
You won't prevail
Everybody's free to fail
No one can be put in jail
For their dreams
Free country—!
[PROPRIETOR]
—Means your dreams can come true
[BOOTH]
Be a scholar—
[PROPRIETOR]
Make a dollar—
[BOOTH & PROPRIETOR]
Free country—!
[BOOTH]
—Means they listen to you
[PROPRIETOR]
Scream and holler—
[BOOTH]
Grab 'em by the collar!
[BOOTH & PROPRIETOR]
Free country—!
[BOOTH]
—Means you don't have to sit—
[PROPRIETOR]
That's it!
[BOOTH]
—And put up with the shit
[PROPRIETOR]
Everybody's got the right
To some sunshine
Everybody!
[ASSASSINS]
Not the sun
But maybe one
Of its beams
(One of its beams)
[ALL]
Rich man, poor man, black or white
Pick your apple, take a bite
Everybody just hold tight
To your dreams
Everybody's got the right
To their dreams...
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