Rest and Recreation

Four years at the front
Give a man a zest
For a little rest
And recreation

For the chance to hunt
For the spiciest
In the way of rest
And recreation

Give me your girls of pleasure
Your grapes of Merlot
Show me you wares and measure
One large sample
Sample them at my leisure
This three-day furlough
Should be ample

I have bore the brunt
Of a soldier's test
Now I've made my way where I get to play
At rest and recrea-

Four years at the front
Four years at the front

Cannon fodder lying in the field below the castle
Is this the third week or the fourth week of the siege?
The air filled with the stench of bodies in a trench
Whoever pays the most, I call my liege

Summoned here to Paris, now I'm far away from battle
From clotting blood and rotting wounds of dead and dying men
And whatever I do, I'll make sure this is true
I will never go back again

Darling, to be blunt
You are with the best
That's why I've been blessed
With this promotion

I've been working hard
Now I'm gonna be
Captain of the guard
Ain't that a notion?

Like other true knights
I've got ambition
But for a few nights
Fun is my mission
So what do you say?
Care to share a day of rest and recreation?

Captain, welcome to Cathedral Guard
I'm grateful for the opportunity to serve you, my lord
Your early arrival is most auspicious
The pestilence of these gypsies grows more dangerous every day

Captain, you and I
Have a task we share
Stopping them and their proliferation
Paris looks to us (to us)
To rid her streets of crime (to rid her streets of crime)
This is war and thus
There is no time
For rest and recreation



Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Laurence Schwartz, Alan Irwin Menken
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