Life’s a show and we all play a part And when the music starts,
We open up our hearts
It’s all right if some things come out wrong. We’ll sing a happy song And you can sing along.
Where’s there’s life, There’s hope. Everyday’s A gift.
Wishes can Come true. Whistle while
You work. So hard
All day.
To be like other girls
To fit in in this glittering world. Don’t give me songs.
Giles: She needs back up: Anya, Tara. (whispered)
Don’t give me songs.
Give me something to sing about. I need something to sing about.
Life’s a song you don’t get to rehearse.
And every single verse Can make it that much worse.
Still my friends
don’t know why I ignore
The million things or more I should be dancing for.
All the joy
Life sends.
Family
And friends. All the twists And bends Knowing tha t
It ends.
Well that Depends
On if they let you go, On if they know enough to know
That when you bow You leave the crowd.
There was no pain,
No fear, no doubt Till they pulled me out Of heaven.
So that’s my refrain.
I live in hell ’Cause I’ve been expelled From heaven. I think I was in heaven.
So give me something to sing about. Please give me something.
Spike:
Life’s not a song.
Life isn’t bliss.
Life is just this.
It’s living.
You’ll get along. The pain that you feel
Only can heal By living.
You have to go on living.
So that one of us is living.
Dawn:
The hardest thing in this world is to live in it. (spoken)
Sweet (Demon):
Now that was a show-stopping number! (spoken)