Trumpet, Trumpet, Toot! Toot!

We gotta memorize our lines
And brother thespian we'll be fine
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

You gotta refine your breath and beats
With a graduation pen, use mine
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Stage left, enter Maggie looking hurried
She has a parcel in her arms
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Were you the leopard, or the virgin
Or the child in the grown man's beard
All out of place and hanging off his face
By the time the audience cheered?

And you were feeling pretty cocky
On the day you became an actor
I know the thing I shouldn't say, so I'll leave it at this
I hope you get what you're after

And if when you're out
You see the hundredth rose fall from the sky
Brother stick that thing in the ground
And say a heartfelt prayer for your safe arrival, oh

I'd like to think the actors never abandon
I'd like to throw this trumpet down and go empty handed
The part of the virgin has been taken
So let me throw this trumpet down and go empty handed, oh
If you're the virgin, then I'm the stand-in

And I'd like to think the actors never abandon
And I'd like to throw this trumpet down and go empty handed
And I'd like to think the actors never abandon
And I'd like to throw this trumpet down and go empty handed

Go la-da-da-da-da-da-da-oh-oh
You go la-da-da-da-da-da-da-oh-oh
La-da-da-da-da-da-da-oh-oh
Go La-da-da-da-da-da-da-oh-oh