Lyrics In Many Rooms In The House At Pau - Ann Crumb, Michael Ball, Andrew Lloyd Webber

In Many Rooms In The House At Pau

This is what I ought to feel on stage
Soaring up like snow-capped mountains
I feel your beauty and your rage
I could be those tumbling forests
I could play those jagged hillsides
Star of mountain
Star of valley
Would Madam care for breakfast?
Will croissants and fresh coffee do?
Wonderful view!
Whenever we see those mountains
We will think of me and you
George insists on magnificent views
I think I should like your uncle
(spoken)
Alex, she’s beautiful.
Who is she?
My aunt Delia.
She was an actress too
Delia!
Was she famous?
Yes.
But she died very young.
That’s why my uncle doesn’t come down here very
often.
There are too many memories
Haven’t I seen that somewhere before?
Not the one you’re thinking of.
That’s in the Louvre.
George did that one.
Some people call it fraud, but he prefers to think of it as a tribute
(brandishing a rapier)
En garde!
(parrying with a tennis racket)
Fifteen love!
Promise me today will never ever end!
(pulling out various tins)
Caviar!
Anchovies!
Peaches in brandy!
We can have a banquet tonight!
When he does get down here, George doesn’t believe in having to rough it
I could get to like it here!
Let’s not ever think of leaving!
Look at this.
Pierrot!
Carmen!
For the ballroom?
Or the bedroom?
Mérimée, «L'Occasion».
I know this- it’s a wonderful play!
Really?
Let’s do it
But I don’t know anything about the theatre
I’ll teach you.
We’ll do it tonight
This one is gorgeous
He must have loved her so much
I can just see her
I feel I know her
It was her favorite dress
Rose, leave things as they are