Cats - Grizabella
grizabella

remark the cat who hesitates toward you

in the light of the door which opens on her like a grin

you see the border of her coat is torn and stained with sand

and you see the corner of her eye twists like a crooked pin.



demeter

grizabella the glamour cat



bombalurina

grizabella the glamour cat



demeter + bombalurina

who'd have ever supposed that that, was grizabella the glamour cat?



all

who'd have ever supposed that that, was grizabella the glamour cat?

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Cats - Grizabella, The Glamour Cat
demeter

she haunted many a low resort

near the grimy road of tottenham court

she flitted about the no man's land

from "the rising sun" to "the friend at hand"

and the postman sighed as he scratched his head

"you'd really ha' thought she'd ought to be dead

and who would ever supposed that that was grizabella the glamou rcat."



all

grizabella the glamour cat

grizabella the glamour cat

who would ever supposed that that was grizabella the glamour cat?

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Cats - Gus, The Theater Cat
jellylorum

gus is the cat at the theatre door.

his name, as i ought ot have told you before, is really asparagus.

that's such a fuss to pronounce, that we usually call him just gus.

his coat's very shabby, he's thin as a rake,

and he suffers from palsy that makes his paw shake.

yet he was, in his youth, quite the smartest of cats -

but no longer a terror to mice or to rats.

for he isn't the cat that he was in his prime;

through his name was quite famous, he says, in his time.

and whenever he joins his friends at their club.

(which takes place at the back of the neighbouring pub).

he loves to regale them, if someone else pays,

with anecdotes drawn from his palmiest days.

for he once was a star of the highest degree -

he has acted with irving, he's acted with tree.

and he likes to relate his success on the halls.

where the gallery once gave him seven cat-calls.

but his greatest creation, as he loves to tell,

was firefrorfiddle, the fiend of the fell.



asparagus

"i have played, in my time every possible part.

and i used to know seventy speeches by heart.

i'd extemporize back-chat, i knew how to gag,

and i new how to let the cat out of the bag.

i knew how to act with my back and my tail,

with an hour of rehearsal, i never could fail.

i'd a voice that would soften the hardest of hearts.

whether i took the lead, or in character parts.

i have sat by the bedside of poor little nell;

when the curfew was rung then i swung on the bell

in the pantomime season i never fell flat,

and i once understudied dick whittington's cat.

but my grandest creation, as history will tell,

was firefrorfiddle, the fiend of the fell.



jellylorum

then, if someone will give him a toothful of gin,

he will tell how he once played a part in east lynne.

at a shakespeare performance he once walked on, pat.

when some actor suggested the need for a cat.



asparagus

and i say: "now, these kittens, they do not get trained

as we did in the days when victoria reigned

they never get drilled in a regular troupe,

and they think they are smart, just to jump through a hoop"



jellylorum

and he says, as he scratches himself with his claws.



asparagus

"well, the theatre's certainly not what it was

these modern productions are all very well.

but there's nothing to equal, form what i hear tell.

that moments of mystery

when i made history

as firefrorfiddle the fiend of the fell.



i once crossed the stage on a telegraph wire

to rescue a child when a house was on fire

and i think that i still can, much better than most.

produced blood curling noises to bring on a ghost;

and i once played growltiger, could do it again -

could do it again...

could do it again...

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Cats - Jellicle Katzen
munkustrap

kommst du blind auf die welt?



demeter

ist die nacht fur dich hell?



asparagus

scheut dein blick nie zuruck?



skimble

und durchschaust du den schein?



rum tum tugger

furchtet man deinen bi� mehr als jedes gebell?



alonzo

wirst du gerne geliebt?



grizabella

bist du gerne allein?



alle

so sind jellicles, das ist jellicle art

jellicle art und jellicle stil

jellicle stil und jellicle art

jellicle art und jellicle stil



jellilorum

kommst du, wie du auch fallst, auf die beine zu stehn?



coricopat

straubt dein haar bei gefahr sich und irrst du dich kaum?



jemima

hindert dich dein instinkt, in die irre zu gehn?



alt-deuteronimus

ist der weg dir bekannt in den spharischen raum?



alle

so sind jellicles, das ist jellicle art

jellicle art und jellicle stil

jellicle stil und jellicle art

jellicle art und jellicle stil

jellicle stil und jellicle art



tantomile

kennst du orte an denen sich hexen versammeln?



jenny

fahrst du mit dem besen den luzifer fuhrt?



bombalurina

warst du schuler bei faust?



quaxo

rattenfanger in hameln?



plato

hast du himmel und holle von grund auf studiert?



tumblebrutus

kommst du durch jeden zaun?



victoria

kannst du klagend miaun?



mungo jerry und rumpel teazer

willst du raus aus dem haus?

bist du frei wie der wind?



cassandra

allerdings wie die sphinx manchmal schwer zu durchschaun?



alle

dann gehorst du zu uns weil so jellicles sind



jellicle katzen, jellicle cats

jellicle katzen, jellicle cats

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Cats - Jellicle Songs Fur Jellicle Katz
munkustrap

bist du blind bei geburt?



demeter

siehst du alles bei nacht?



asparagus

beherrscht dich kein konig?



skimbleshanks

schlafst du auf seinem thron?



rum tum tugger

hat manchen dein bi� schon in panik gebracht?



alonzo

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Cats - Let's Dance
come and let's dance all night long

i'm gonna tell you that we'll be having fun;

i'm gonna call on the phone.

oh no

we'll be not alone.

i'll ask my friends if they wanna come over.



there's a fine place where we can go

the lights are low

and ev'rything around is swaying.



oh

oh!

come and let's dance all night long.

come and let's dance sing me a song.

come and let's dance;

have a good time together.

yeah!



give me the phone

cause i know you're going.

i'm telling my freinds we're going

to let it go for tonight.

there's a fine place where we can go

the lights are low

and ev'rything around is swaying.

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Cats - Macavity
alonzo

macavity!



demeter

macavity's a mystery cat: he's called the hidden paw -

for he's the master criminal who can defy the law.

he's the bafflement of scotland yard, the flying squad's despair:

and when they reach the scene of crime - macavity's not there!

macavity, macavity, there's no one like macavity,

he's broken every human law, he breaks the law of gravity.

his powers of levitation would make a fakir stare,

and when you reach the scene of crime - macavity's not there!

you may seek him in the basement, you may look up in the air -

but i tell you once and once again. macavity's not there!



bombalurina

macavity's a ginger cat, he's very tall an thin.

you would know him if you saw him, for his eyes are sunken in.

his brow is deeply lined with thought, his head is highly domed.

his coat is dusty from neglect, his whiskers are uncombed.

he sways his head from side to side, with movements like a snake.

and when you think he's half asleep, he's always wide awake.



macavity, macavity, there's no one like macavity.

for he's a fiend in feline shape, a monster of depravity.

you may meet him in the by-street you may see him in the square -

but when a crime's discovered, then macavity's not there!



demeter

he's outwardly respectable



bombalurina

(i know he cheats at cards)



demeter

and his footprints are not found in any files of scotland yard's.



bobalurina

and when the larder's looted,



demeter

or the jewel-case is rifled.



bombalurina

or when the milk is missing,



demeter

or another peke's been stifled.



bombalurina

or the greenhouse glass is broken,



demter

and the trellis past repair -



demeter +bombalurina

there's the wonder of the thing, macavity's not there!



macavity, macavity, there's no one like macavity

there never was a cat of such deceitfulness and suavity.

he always has an alibi, and one or two to spare

what ever time the deep took place, macavity wasn't there.

and they say that all the cats whose wicked deeps are widely known



demeter

(i might mention mungojerrie,



bombalurina

i might mention griddlebone)



demeter + bombalurina

are nothing mire than agents for the cats who all the time

just controls their operations the napoleon of crime!



macavity, macavity, there's no one like macavity.

he's a find in feline shape, a monster of depravity.

you may meet him in a by street, you may see him in the square,

but when a crime's discovered then

macavity, macavity, macavity, macavity

but when a crime's discovered then

macavity's not there!



all

we have to find old deuteronomy

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Cats - Memory (deutsch)
an mitternacht, nicht ein gerausch auf dem gehsteig

hat der mond ihre erinnerung vergessen

sie lachelt alleine

im lichte der lampe,sammle ich verbluhte blatter bei meinen fu�en auf

und der wind beginnt zu jammern



erinnerung,alle alleine im mondschein

ich kann uber die alten tage lachen

cih war damals schon

erinnerte ich mich,dass ich wusste,was glucklich sein hei�t

lass die erinnerung wieder leben



jede stra�enlampe versucht krampfhaft alarm zu schlagen

manche murmeln und die stra�enlampe tropft,und bald wird morgen sein



tageslicht,ich muss auf den sonnenausgang warten

ich muss an ein neues leben denken

und ich darf nicht aufgeben

wenn die morgendammerung heute nacht kommt,wird auch eine erinnerung sein

und ein neuer tag wird anfangen



ausgebrannte ende von rauchigen tagen,der fad kalte geruch des morgens

eine stra�enlampe stirbt,eine andere nacht ist vorbei,ein anderer tag bricht an



beruhre mich,es ist so einfacht mich zu verlassen

alle alleine mit der erinnerung

meiner tage in der sonne

wenn du mich beruhrst,wirst du verstehen,was glucklich sein ist

schau,ein neuer tag hat begonnen

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Cats - Memory (original)
midnight, not a sound from the pavement

has the moon lost her memory,

she is smiling alone.

in the lamp light the withered leaves collect at my feet

and the wind begins to moan.



memory, all alone in the moonlight

i can smile at the old days

i was beautiful then,

i remember the time i knew what happiness was.

let the memory live again.



every street lamp seems to beat a fatalistic warning

someone mutters, the street lamp gutters, and soon it will be morning.



daylight, i must wait for the sunrise

i must think of a new life

and i mustn't give in.

when the dawn comes tonight will be a memory, too

and a new day will begin.



burnt out ends of smokey days, the stale cold smell of morning

a street lamp dies, another night is over, another day is dawning.



touch me, it's so easy to leave me

all alone with the memory

of my days in the sun.

if you touch me, you'll understand what happiness is

look, the new day has begun.

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Cats - One Way Wind
you said some winds blow forever

and i didn't understand

but you saw my eyes were asking

and smiling you took my hand

so we walked along the seaside

where trees grow just one way

pointing out the one direction

that the wind blows day after day



one way wind, one way wind

are you trying to blow my mind

one way wind, one way wind

is she heart that i hope to find

are you blow the colls every day

tell me what are your trying to say



no i don't know all about you

and maybe i'll never will

but i do know evry word of

our talking upon the hill

and when ever i will see you

ore may be one more time

i am sure i'll get the answer

that the wind has still in mind

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