Lyrics:

ACT ONE

Scene 1
'A Garden in Vienna, 1765'

RINGMASTER
Within our humble sawdust ring
The players are arraigned
The powerful and puny
The saintly and deranged

The Honest Bird, a future queen
All innocent and green
Sparring all the livelong day
Make ready for our play
So gentles all, who will hold sway
To a garden in Vienna, let us make our way...