James Barbour, Michael Cerveris, Alexander Gemignani, Mary Catherine Garrison, Jeffrey Kuhn, Denis O'Hare, Becky Ann Baker, Mario Cantone, Neil Patrick Harris & Marc Kudisch -
Assassins (The 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-a fire
I did it to preserve the Union and promote the sale of my book
I did it so my friends would know where 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'd know where I was coming from
I want my prize
I did it 'cause the bosses made my belly burn
I did it so she'd pay attention
So I'd have someplace to come from, and someplace to go
Don't I get a prize?
I did it 'cause they said I would be Ambassador to France
I did it so they'd suffer in the North
The way we'd 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?
Because nothing stopped the fire!
I want my prize!
Nobody would listen!
It didn't mean a nickel
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 they 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 choose
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 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?
Never!
No one's ever even gonna 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 ball park
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 that can't get in
To the ball park
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 may 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
Well, 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?
'Cause 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 word
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 ball park
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've got to try again!
Like they say
You've go to keep on trying
Every day
Until you get a prize
Until you get a prize
Until you're heard
Musn't get discouraged
Spread the word
Mustn't give up hope
Up to you
Don't say
What you choose
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-a fire
I did it to preserve the Union and promote the sale of my book
I did it so my friends would know where 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'd know where I was coming from
I want my prize
I did it 'cause the bosses made my belly burn
I did it so she'd pay attention
So I'd have someplace to come from, and someplace to go
Don't I get a prize?
I did it 'cause they said I would be Ambassador to France
I did it so they'd suffer in the North
The way we'd 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?
Because nothing stopped the fire!
I want my prize!
Nobody would listen!
It didn't mean a nickel
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 they 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 choose
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 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?
Never!
No one's ever even gonna 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 ball park
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 that can't get in
To the ball park
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 may 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
Well, 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?
'Cause 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 word
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 ball park
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've got to try again!
Like they say
You've go to keep on trying
Every day
Until you get a prize
Until you get a prize
Until you're heard
Musn't get discouraged
Spread the word
Mustn't give up hope
Up to you
Don't say
What you choose
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
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