Pinwheel of Death

Ethel Shutta


SONGS

Writers Stephen Sondheim

Genres Showtune, Standard

Recorded 1971

Lyrics I'M JUST A BROADWAY BABY,
WALKING OFF MY TIRED FEET,
POUNDING FORTY-SECOND STREET
TO BE IN A SHOW.
BROADWAY BABY,
LEARNING HOW
TO SING AND DANCE,
WAITING FOR
THAT ONE BIG CHANCE
TO BE IN A SHOW.

GEE,
I'D LIKE TO BE
ON SOME MARQUEE,
ALL TWINKLING LIGHTS,
A SPARK
TO PIERCE THE DARK
FROM BATTERY PARK
TO WASHINGTON HEIGHTS.

SOMEDAY, MAYBE,
ALL MY DREAMS
WILL BE REPAID.
HECK, I'D EVEN PLAY
THE MAID
TO BE IN A SHOW.

SAY, MISTER PRODUCER,
I'M TALKING TO YOU,
SIR:
I DON'T NEED A LOT,
ONLY WHAT I GOT,
PLUS A TUBE
OF GREASEPAINT
AND A FOLLOW SPOT!

I'M A BROADWAY BABY,
SLAVING AT
THE FIVE AND TEN,
DREAMING OF
THE GREAT DAY WHEN
I'LL BE IN A SHOW.
BROADWAY BABY,
MAKING ROUNDS
ALL AFTERNOON,
EATING AT A
GREASY SPOON
TO SAVE
ON MY DOUGH.

AT MY TINY FLAT
THERE'S JUST MY CAT,
A BED AND A CHAIR.
STILL
I'LL STICK IT TILL
I'M ON A BILL
ALL OVER TIMES SQUARE.

SOMEDAY, MAYBE,
IF I STICK IT
LONG ENOUGH,
I CAN GET
TO STRUT MY STUFF,
WORKING FOR A NICE MAN
LIKE A ZIEGFELD
OR A WEISSMAN
IN A GREAT BIG
BROADWAY SHOW!