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Lyrics of Color and Light by Philip Quast
White. A blank page or canvas
The challenge: To bring order to the whole
Through design
Composition
Balance
Light
And harmony
"Sunday In The Park With George" by James Lapine and Stephen Sondheim.
And I got to play George. George Seurat.
But, ahm, I knew nothing about painting.
So Carol, my wife, and I went off to Paris to the Musée d′Orsay to find his paintings.
We turned up at this, eh, amazing building, and, eh, we went in and -
Look, if you come from where I come from you would never expect to see these things in a whole lifetime.
And there they were, things you'd only ever seen in books.
So... Cezannes and... waterlilies... that Monet fellow...
And, eh... and Degas... and, eh... Toulouse-Lautrecs and Van Goghs, and, eh...
And then there was this one painting... a Seurat...
Look, it′s made of a sort of dots...
Thousands, millions of dots...
And then - I got the score!
Talk about dots...
Oh, so much to learn!
And I have to learn to paint
Paint sticks, paint dogs...
Sorry, darling?... A baby?!!
When? How long?...
But I've gotta paint hats!
More red...
Me, a father...
And a little more red...
And I have to improve my articulation
Blue blue blue blue
Blue blue blue blue
Even even...
Good...
And I have to rehearse my intonation
Bumbum bum bumbumbum
Bumbum bum...
And then I have to learn to count the beats
(Two three four)
More red...
What?
(One two three four)
More blue...
Two three four five - shit...
(...seven eight)
More beer...
(Two three four five six seven eight)
I don't care what we call it, I′ve gotta learn this song!...
(One two three four five six seven eight)
More light!
And right down in my guts, looming ever closer...
Color and light
...was opening night
There′s only color and light
Stephen Sondheim's what?
Yellow and white
In the building??!...
Just blue and yellow and white
What if your baby comes on opening night?
Look at the air, miss-
See what I mean?
Hello, Stephen. How are you?
No, look over there, miss-
That′s done with green...
He hates me... he hates me...
Conjoined with orange
I never gonna learn this
Not in a million years...
Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit...
Oh bloody hell...
Just look at it all, will you...
Red red red red
Red red orange
Red red orange
Orange pick up blue
Pick up red
Pick up orange
From the blue-green blue-green
Blue-green circle
On the violet diagonal
Di-ag-ag-ag-o-nal-nal-nal-nal
Yellow comma yellow comma
Numnum num numnumnum
Numnum num...
Blue blue blue blue
Blue still waiting
Red that perfume
Blue all night
Blue-green the window shut
Dut dut dut
Dot Dot sitting
Dot Dot waiting
Dot Dot getting fat fat fat
More yellow
Dot Dot waiting to go
Out out out
No no no George
Finish the hat finish the hat
Have to finish the hat first
Hat hat hat hat
Hot hot hot it's hot in here...
Sunday!
Color and light
I got till opening night
There′s only color and light
But where is the baby?
Purple and white
The fucking baby...
And red and purple and white
Carol is the size of a truck...
Look at this glade, girls
Call the cab!
Your cool blue spot
She's on the floor of the cab
No, stay in the shade, girls
Oh God
It′s getting hot
It's getting-
WAH!
He's blue, he′s blue!
And they′re blue...
And it's warm inside his eyes
And it′s soft inside his eyes
And you drown inside his eyes
I could look at him forever...
Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim
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