Stephen Sondheim feat. Brandon Uranowitz, Steven Pasquale, Adam Chanler-Berat, Tavi Gevinson, Wesley Taylor, Will Swenson, Judy Kuhn, Andy Grotelueschen & Ethan Slater -
Assassins (The 2022 Off-Broadway Cast Recording)
Another National Anthem
I did it because it is wrong for one man to have so much service
When other men have none
I did it to bring down the government of Abraham Lincoln
And to avenge the ravaged South
I did it to prove to her my everlasting love
I did it to make them listen to Charlie
I did it 'cause my belly was on fire
I did it to preserve the Union
And promote the sale of my book
I did it so my friends would know what I was coming from
Where's my prize?
I did it because no one cares about the poor man's pain
I did it so I would know where I was coming from
I want my prize
I did it 'cause the bosses
Made my belly burn (I did so she'd pay attention)
So I'd have some place to come from
And some place to go
Don't I get a prize?
I did it because they said
I'd be ambassador to France
I did it so they'd suffer in the North
The way we suffered in the South
I deserve a fucking prize
I did it so there'd be a trial
And Charlie would get to be a witness
And he'd be on TV
And he'd save the world
Where's my prize? (I did it to make people listen)
They promised me a prize (because she wouldn't take my phone calls!)
What about my prize? ('Cause nothing stopped the fire!)
I want my prize (and nobody would listen)
And it didn't mean a nickle
You just shed a little blood
And a lot of people shed a lot of tears
Yes, you made a little moment
And you stirred a little mud
But it didn't fix the stomach
And you've drunk your final Bud
And it didn't help the workers
And it didn't heal the country
And it didn't make them listen
And the never said, "we're sorry"
Yeah. it's never gonna happen
Is it?
No, sir
Never
No, we're never gonna get the prize
No one listens
Are we?
Never
No, it doesn't make a bit of difference
Does it?
Didn't
Ever
Fuck it!
Spread the word
Where's my prize?
I just heard on the news
Where the mailman won the lottery
Goes to show, when you lose
What you do is try again
You can be what you chose
From a mailman to a President
There are prizes all around you
If you're wise enough to see
The delivery boy's on Wall Street
And the usherette's a rock star
Right, it's never gonna happen, is it?
Is it?
No, man
No, we'll never see the day arrive
Spread the word (will we?)
No, sir
Never!
No one's ever gonna even care
If we're alive, are they?
Never
Spread the word
We're alive
Someone's gonna listen
Listen
Listen
There's another national anthem playing
Not the one you cheer at the ballpark
Where's my prize?
It's the other national anthem
Saying, if you want to hear
It says, "bullshit"
It says. "never"
It says, "sorry"
Loud and clear
It says, "listen
To the tune that keeps sounding
In the distance
On the outside
Coming through the ground
To the hearts that go on pounding
To the sound getting louder every year
Listen to the sound"
Take a look around
We're the other national anthem, folks
The ones who can't get into the ballpark
Spread the word
There's another national anthem, folks
For those who never win
For the suckers
For the pikers
For the ones who might have been
There are those who love regretting
There are those who like extremes
There are those who thrive on chaos and despair
There are those who keep forgetting
That the country's built on dreams
People listen!
And the mailman won the lottery
They may not want to hear it
But they listen
Once they think it's gonna stop the game
And the usherette's a rock star!
No, they might not understand all the words
All the same, they hear the music
They hear the screams
I've got news
They hear the sobs
They hear the drums
You forgot about the country
The muffled drums
The muffled dreams
So it's now forgotten you
And they rise
You know why I did it?
Because there isn't any Santa Claus
Where's my prize?
And you forgot
What's my prize?
How quick it heals
Promises and lies
That it's a place
Where you can make the lies come true
Spread the world
If you try
Gotta spread the word
That's all you have to do
Right, all you have to do
Well, there's another national anthem
And I think it just began in the ballpark
Listen hard
Like the other national anthem
Says to each and every fan:
If you can't do what you want to
Then you do the things you can
You gotta try again, like they say
You gotta keep on trying every day
Until you get a prize
Until you get a prize (until you're heard)
Mustn't get discouraged (spread the word)
Mustn't give up hope (up to you)
Don't say (what you chose)
It's never gonna happen (spread the word)
You can always get a prize
You can always get your dream
Sure, the mailman won the lottery
When other men have none
I did it to bring down the government of Abraham Lincoln
And to avenge the ravaged South
I did it to prove to her my everlasting love
I did it to make them listen to Charlie
I did it 'cause my belly was on fire
I did it to preserve the Union
And promote the sale of my book
I did it so my friends would know what I was coming from
Where's my prize?
I did it because no one cares about the poor man's pain
I did it so I would know where I was coming from
I want my prize
I did it 'cause the bosses
Made my belly burn (I did so she'd pay attention)
So I'd have some place to come from
And some place to go
Don't I get a prize?
I did it because they said
I'd be ambassador to France
I did it so they'd suffer in the North
The way we suffered in the South
I deserve a fucking prize
I did it so there'd be a trial
And Charlie would get to be a witness
And he'd be on TV
And he'd save the world
Where's my prize? (I did it to make people listen)
They promised me a prize (because she wouldn't take my phone calls!)
What about my prize? ('Cause nothing stopped the fire!)
I want my prize (and nobody would listen)
And it didn't mean a nickle
You just shed a little blood
And a lot of people shed a lot of tears
Yes, you made a little moment
And you stirred a little mud
But it didn't fix the stomach
And you've drunk your final Bud
And it didn't help the workers
And it didn't heal the country
And it didn't make them listen
And the never said, "we're sorry"
Yeah. it's never gonna happen
Is it?
No, sir
Never
No, we're never gonna get the prize
No one listens
Are we?
Never
No, it doesn't make a bit of difference
Does it?
Didn't
Ever
Fuck it!
Spread the word
Where's my prize?
I just heard on the news
Where the mailman won the lottery
Goes to show, when you lose
What you do is try again
You can be what you chose
From a mailman to a President
There are prizes all around you
If you're wise enough to see
The delivery boy's on Wall Street
And the usherette's a rock star
Right, it's never gonna happen, is it?
Is it?
No, man
No, we'll never see the day arrive
Spread the word (will we?)
No, sir
Never!
No one's ever gonna even care
If we're alive, are they?
Never
Spread the word
We're alive
Someone's gonna listen
Listen
Listen
There's another national anthem playing
Not the one you cheer at the ballpark
Where's my prize?
It's the other national anthem
Saying, if you want to hear
It says, "bullshit"
It says. "never"
It says, "sorry"
Loud and clear
It says, "listen
To the tune that keeps sounding
In the distance
On the outside
Coming through the ground
To the hearts that go on pounding
To the sound getting louder every year
Listen to the sound"
Take a look around
We're the other national anthem, folks
The ones who can't get into the ballpark
Spread the word
There's another national anthem, folks
For those who never win
For the suckers
For the pikers
For the ones who might have been
There are those who love regretting
There are those who like extremes
There are those who thrive on chaos and despair
There are those who keep forgetting
That the country's built on dreams
People listen!
And the mailman won the lottery
They may not want to hear it
But they listen
Once they think it's gonna stop the game
And the usherette's a rock star!
No, they might not understand all the words
All the same, they hear the music
They hear the screams
I've got news
They hear the sobs
They hear the drums
You forgot about the country
The muffled drums
The muffled dreams
So it's now forgotten you
And they rise
You know why I did it?
Because there isn't any Santa Claus
Where's my prize?
And you forgot
What's my prize?
How quick it heals
Promises and lies
That it's a place
Where you can make the lies come true
Spread the world
If you try
Gotta spread the word
That's all you have to do
Right, all you have to do
Well, there's another national anthem
And I think it just began in the ballpark
Listen hard
Like the other national anthem
Says to each and every fan:
If you can't do what you want to
Then you do the things you can
You gotta try again, like they say
You gotta keep on trying every day
Until you get a prize
Until you get a prize (until you're heard)
Mustn't get discouraged (spread the word)
Mustn't give up hope (up to you)
Don't say (what you chose)
It's never gonna happen (spread the word)
You can always get a prize
You can always get your dream
Sure, the mailman won the lottery
Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim, Michael Starobin
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