Nothing to Do With Me Part 2

Hear the bells over London town
How joyously they ring
See the lamps aglow in—

For God's sake, child! Shut up and let me pass!

Hey! Have you forgotten how to smile, sir?

Smile? At what?
Children should earn their wages by more than a song

Come and buy a ticket to the show?

Only fools waste their time and money on frivolity
Now move aside

Life'll pass you by
In just a while, sir
And it may be later than you know!

Help a workin' person
Reach the light, sir?

A woman's not fit for the job

My husband's ill
He'll likely get the sack!

Then it's the workhouse for you both, isn't it!

Oughta take the time
For doin' right, sir!

Good evening

You'll be sorry, sir
When you look back!

Spare a coin
For someone who is blind, sir?

Devil take you, old woman
I have nothing for you

None so blind
As those who will not see!

Release my arm
Let go of me!

Go your sorry way
And never mind, sir!
Come the future
You'll remember me!

Let the stars in the sky
Remind us of man's compassion
Let us love till we die
And God bless us everyone

Damn this silly season!
Damn all humankind!
Makes you lose your reason!
Makes you lose your mind!
Next thing you know
I'll be dancing in snow
Throwing coins to the poor
And the lame, and the blind!
Well, I wish that the whole world
Would just let me be!
Let the whole world be damned!
It has nothing to do with me!

Look to yourself!
You look to yourself, before it's too late



Credits
Writer(s): Lynne Ahrens, Alan Menken
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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