Hit
Listen to that
Did you listen to that?
Do you know what that means?
Let me tell you what it means
Wait, no, anyone who even thinks it
Don't say it, you'll jinx it
Listen to that
Will you listen to that?
Does that make you feel proud?
Well, feel more than just proud
Okay, wait, I'll tempt fate
And I'll state it out loud
That unless I miss my guess is
I can't stand it
Listen
Yes
That's the sound of a hit
It's a hit
Gang, I think this is it
No more writing clever little shows
For those basement saloons
No more proclamations from the pros
That 'You can't hum the tunes'
No more sneaking in at intermission
To the plays you wish you could afford
Or producers having you audition
Whenever they're bored
And who say right away
As you play the first chord
"Boys, that's just great
But next time, don't be so clever "
We're a hit, we're a hit
You're ahead, you should quit
No more coaching those sopranos
With voices like bees
No more secondhand pianos
With six broken keys
No more agents giving you opinions
While they turn you over to their minions
Just for these guarantees
We should please thank the Lord
It's a hit, it's a hit
Will your in-laws just spit after all of that baloney
They've made you go through
All that muttering that you're a phony
'Cause what do you do?
Will their faces be stony
When they see on their Sony
Someone handing the phony
The Tony Award
I would like to begin by thanking everyone
Who turned down everything I have written
So I could win this
It's a hit
Hold it, folks, there's still the reviews left
Both the Trib and the News left early
Surly, not a good sign
Also, even if there's a chance, folks
Let's not forget the advance, folks
Not a lot of cash, folks
Also, even if it's a smash, folks
Doesn't that mean we sell out?
Well, I hope we sell out
What I mean is sell out
Well, you know success is like failure
It's how you perceive it
It's what you do with it
Not how you achieve it
And I can't believe it's a hit
It's a hit, it's a hit
It's a
Listen to that
Will you listen to that?
Tell me, is that a noise
Or is that a noise?
That is a noise we've been
Waiting the whole of our lives to hear
Listen to that, listen to that
Will you listen to that? Did you listen to that?
Buddy, I can't
Is that a noise or is that a noise?
Stand it, where's the machine?
Gotta get it on tape for our wives to hear
Listen to that
That's obscene
Listen to that
Fellas, that is a noise that is really a noise
I can't stand it
Will you listen to that?
Listen to that
Did you listen to that?
I can't stand it
Did you listen to that?
Listen to that
That's a noise that is really a
Listen to that
Will you listen to that?
Golly, I can't stand it
Listen to that
That is the noise I've been waiting my life to hear
Listen to that, listen to that
Will you listen to that?
Will you listen to that?
That's the sound of an audience losing its mind
It's the pope on his balcony, blessing mankind
Folks, it's Funny Girl, Fiddler and Dolly combined
It's a hit, it's a hit
It's a palpable hit
If it only even runs a minute
At least it's a wedge
It's the theater and we're really in it
Not just on the edge
If your spirits ever need improving
You can drop in any night for free
But the thing that's positively moving
You could have fooled me
Is that we're still good friends
Nothing can kill good friends
Where there's a will, good friends
Don't need success to survive
And us, good friends
What's to discuss, good friends
We've got a surefire genuine walkaway
Blockbuster lines down to Broadway
Boffola, sensational box office
Lollapalooza gargantuan hit
It's a hit
It's a hit, it's a hit, it's a hit, it's a hit
It's a hit, it's a hit, it's a hit, it's a hit