Frank Wildhorn - Facade lyrics

[ENSEMBLE] If you live around here You need cash in the bank 'Cause the houses 'round here Are all flashy and swa*k An' the front bit, ha 'at's what's called a facade! All the people 'round here Are as posh as can be You won't seem hobnobbin' With rubbish like me It's the snob bit Also called a facade Every day People, in their own sweet way Like to add a coat of paint And be what they ain't! That's how our little - Game is played Livin' out their masquerade Getting rich and getting laid Who'd want to trade? But there's one thing I know And I know it for sure: This disease that we've got Has got no ready cure! And I'm certain Life is terribly hard When your life's a facade! Every night here one house Or another is a funhouse 'Cause there's someone giving a party As you see, sir! This one here tonight Is rather special, am I right? It's the betrothal of Sir Danver's Daughter, Lisa Sir Danvers Carew is a good man They call him the creme de la creme Whatever that means He's a bloody sight better than them! Nearly everyone you meet When walking down a London street Pretends to be a pillar of society A model of propriety Sobriety, and piety Who's never even heard of notoriety The ladies an' gents 'ere before you Which none of 'em ever admits May have saintly looks But they're sinners an' crooks! Hypocrites! If you live around here You need lots of panache If you live in down, dear Then you must cut a dash T'isn't hard, dear To create a facade You must seem to be rich And to have money to burn Even though it's a b**h Spending more than you earn That's the game here And the name is facade One or two Might look kinda well-to-do But I bet you precious few Have payed for their boots I'm inclined to think - Half mankind thinks the other Half is blind Wouldn't be surprised to find They're all in cahoots At the end of the day They don't mean what they say They don't say what they mean They don't ever come clean And the answer Is it's all a facade Call a walk promenade Call a street boulevard Grease your hair with pomade You'll be held in regard And I betcha If you stay on your guard (stay on your guard) They'll all say you're a card People love the facade (stay on your guard) What's behind the facade? [JEKYLL] Look behind the facade