2018 Public Works musical adaptation of Shakespeare's comedy Twelfth Night the Musical - You're the Worst Lyrics
(Music & Lyrics by Shaina Taub)
Feste: My friend, I know you best But I like you anyway And a real pal tells the truth Warts and all the way Instead of a phony toast You deserve an honest roast So let’s all raise a glass To my favorite pain in the ass To sir toby!
Sir Andrew & Fabian & Buddies (spoken): To sir toby!
Feste: You’re the worst You’re a slouch A potato gone bad on the couch You’re a leech And a glut And your ego’s as big as your gut Your burps are so famous they’re part of your name You smell like perfume made of whiskey and shame So let me tell you first That you are the worst
Sir Andrew & Fabian & Buddies: You are the worst!
Feste: Who is the worst?
Sir Andrew & Fabian & Buddies: Toby’s the worst!
Sir Andrew (spoken): A mellifluous voice, as I am true knight.
Feste (spoken): To sir andrew!
Sir Toby & Fabian & Buddies (spoken): To sir andrew! (sings): Feste You’re the worst
Sir Toby & Fabian & Buddies: You’re the worst!
Feste: You’re a drag Can’t flirt your way out of a paper bag You’re a wimp And naive It says gullible there on your sleeve
Sir Andrew (spoken): Where?!
Feste: So you think you can dance But trust me, you can’t You’ve the wit of a toad and the brain of an ant So let me tell you first That you are the worst!
Sir Toby & Fabian & Buddies: You are the worst
Feste: Who is the worst?
Sir Toby & Fabian & Buddies: Andrew’s the worst!
Maria (spoken): What a caterwauling do you keep here! For the love o' god, peace!
Sir Toby (spoken): To maria!
Feste , Sir Andrew & Fabian & Buddies (spoken): To maria!
Sir Toby: You’re the worst!
Feste, Sir Andrew & Fabian & Buddies: You’re the worst!
Sir Toby: You’re the…. (spoken) actually, maria’s kind of the best, I got nothing. Anyone?
Feste, Sir Toby, Sir Andrew & Fabian & Buddies (spoken): No, yeah, she’s pretty great. Can’t think of anything readily. Hmm, you’re right.
Sir Toby (spoken): To feste!
Sir Andrew, Fabian & Maria & Buddies (spoken): To feste!!
Sir Toby: You’re the worst!
Fabian & Maria & Buddies: You’re the worst!
Sir Andrew: You’re a fool!!
Feste (spoken): Clever.
Sir Toby: And you think you’re just too cool for school You’re a smart-ass
Sir Andrew: A smart-ass!
Sir Toby: And a bum
Sir Andrew: Bum-bum! Sir toby And your jokes are all pretty dumb
Sir Andrew: Now who’s dumb?
Sir Toby: You try too sincerely to please every crowd And you play the accordion for crying out loud
Feste (spoken): It’s a beautiful instrument!
Sir Toby: So let me tell you first That you are the worst!
Sir Andrew, Maria & Fabian & Buddies: You are the worst!
Sir Toby: Who is the worst?
Sir Andrew, Maria & Fabian & Buddies: Feste’s the worst!
Sir Toby (spoken): No, I’m the worst!
Sir Andrew (spoken): No, I’m the worst!!
Maria (spoken): Ladies, ladies, you’re both pretty much the worst.
Feste, Sir Toby, Sir Andrew, Fabian & Maria & Buddies: Good friends have x-ray vision They see through the mask that you wear Good friends laugh in derision To show you that they care! Enter malvolio, cutting off the music like a record scratch
Malvolio (spoken): My masters, are you mad? Do you make an alehouse of my lady's house? Is there no respect of place, persons, nor time in you?
Sir Toby (spoken): To malvolio!
Feste, Sir Toby, Sir Andrew, Fabian & Maria & Buddies (spoken): To malvolio!
Malvolio (spoken): To me?
Sir Toby: You’re the worst
Malvolio (spoken): The worst?!
Sir Toby: You’re a frown
Malvolio (spoken): Have you no manners?
Sir Toby: And you poop every party in town
Malvolio (spoken): This is much credit to you!
Sir Toby: You’re a snob
Malvolio (spoken): Sir toby, i must be-
Sir Toby: And a snitch
Malvolio (spoken): I must be round with you-
Sir Toby: A high-horse ridin’ son of a…
Maria: Gun!
Sir Toby: You think just cause you never have any fun
Sir Andrew: That everyone else shall also have none!Sir toby I’m sure I’m not the first to say You’re the worst
Feste, Sir Andrew, Fabian & Maria & Buddies: You are the worst!
Malvolio: I’m not the worst!
Feste, Sir Toby, Sir Andrew, Fabian & Maria & Buddies: Malvolio’s the worst
Feste (spoken): He’s actually the worst though.
Feste, Sir Toby, Sir Andrew, Fabian & Maria & Buddies: You are the worst! Let’s hear it for your true friends Who tell ya straight to your face That you’re a disgrace! Hear hear!
Other Songs: Twelfth Night the Musical Songs Lyrics song You're the Worst lyrics from Twelfth Night the Musical
Twelfth Night the Musical Lyrics
SYNOPSIS Play On Word on the Street Is Tell Her If You Were My Beloved If You Were My Beloved (Reprise) Viola's Soliloquy You're the Worst Is This Not Love Count Malvolio Word on the Street II Count Malvolio (Reprise) What Kind Of Man Are You Gonna Be? Viola's Soliloquy (Reprise) Greatness Sebastian's Soliloquy Word on the Street III Viola's Soliloquy (2nd Reprise) Tell Her (Reprise) Malvolio's Exit Is This Not Love (Reprise) Eyes of Another
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