Sullivan: 5. Young Man, Despair

Act 1 - 5. Young Man, Despair - Thomas Round/Kenneth Sandford/Alan Styler/The New Symphony Orchestra Of London/Isidore Godfrey

Young man despair

Likewise go to

Yum-Yum the fair

You must not woo

It will not do

I'm sorry for you

You very imperfect ablutioner

This very day

From school Yum-Yum

Will wend her way

And homeward come

With a beat of drum

And a rum-tum-tum

To wed the Lord High Executioner

And the brass will crash

And the trumpets bray

And they'll cut a dash

On their wedding day

She'll toddle away as all aver

With the Lord High Executioner

And the brass will crash

And the trumpets bray

And they'll cut a dash

On their wedding day

She'll toddle away as all aver

With the Lord High Executioner

It's a hopeless case

As you may see

And in your place

Away I'd flee

But don't blame me

I'm sorry to be

Of your pleasure a diminutioner

They'll vow their pact

Extremely soon

In point of fact

This afternoon

Her honeymoon

With that buffoon

At seven commences so you shun her

And the brass will crash

And the trumpets bray

And they'll cut a dash

On their wedding day

She'll toddle away as all aver

With the Lord High Executioner

And the brass will crash

And the trumpets bray

And they'll cut a dash

On their wedding day

She'll toddle away as all aver

With the Lord High Executioner