I Want the Good Times Back (Broadway Cast Recording)

I Want the Good Times Back - Original Cast

When daddy dear was floating on his deathbed

He divvied up the kingdom into two

I got his magic shell

And half the sea as well

His trident went to

You know who his trident went to don't you babies

My reign why it was blissfully delicious

And glamour glitz and style were au courante

Did I use some black magic

Well oopsie my bad

Did I mutilate maim and destroy

Just a tad

And for that I get banished

But me I'm not mad

There's just one little thing that I want

Just one teensy thing that I want

I want the good times back

I want those grand ol' days

I want the twisted nights

The sick delights

The wild soirees

I want those trembling crowds of shellfish

Cracked and peeled for me to dine

Not because I'm mean or selfish

No

I only want what's mine

I want disgusting wealth

I want exquisite sin

Want the entire sea

To worship me

On bended fin

I want to greet my loving subjects

And then have them as a snack

Remember those good times

I want them back

Picture it my suckling's pretty soon

We'll be back on top sipping bubbly eating caviar before it hatches king triton

Is the only thing that stands in our way

If only I can find his Achilles heel the soft quivering underbelly beneath all

That armor I'll dethrone him de bone him

And then boys oh boys we're back in business

You'll bring the good times back

Resume your wacky fun

Restore the joyful charm

Of causing harm

To everyone

I want to make the me folk cower

Like they did in days of yore

Sure it's sheer abuse of power

So

Ain't that what power's for

I want to taste their tears

I want to hear their screams

I want the special rush

You get from from crushing

Hopes and dreams

It's more than simply sentimental

It's an aphrodisiac

Remember those good times

Oh god were they good times

It's time for more good times

Let's get 'em back

If only I had a way

To make him pay

I'd set ol' triton straight

Poison

Sure

Blackmail

Or

His daughters

Maybe

Wait

Why didn't we think of that before his youngest

The one with the beautiful voice

Which she takes for granted

A woman doesn't know how precious her voice is until

She's been silenced ha perhaps we could

Teach them both a lesson

I want the little girl

Oh

And boys I want her bad

Ah

I want her sitting here

To lure her dear

Devoted dad

Mmm

I want my goody goody brother

To come rescue her the sap

And then one way or another

Surprise

I'll spring the trap

And get the good times back

I mean with all the perks

The trident crown the throne

All mine alone

The whole damn works

But most of all I want ol' triton

Pinned and wriggling on the rack

Then fellas it's my time

And frankly it's high time

Those fabulous good times

They're coming back