Where Did We Go Right? – The Producers

THAT FACE

LEO:

The urge to merge can rob us of our senses

The need to breed can make a man a drone

We must be on alert with our defenses

For every skirt will test testosterone

So knowing this I severed all connection

With any creature sporting silk or lace

I was firmly headed in the right direction

When suddenly I stumbled on that face

That face, that face

That dangerous face

I mustn’t be unwise

Those lips, that nose, those eyes

Could lead to my demise

That face, that face

That marvelous face

I never should begin

Those cheeks, that neck, that chin

Will surely do me in

I must be smart

And hide my heart

If she’s within a mile

If I don’t duck

I’m out of luck

She’d kill me with her smile

That face, that face

That fabulous face

It’s clear I must beware

I’m certain if I fall in love

I’m lost without a trace

But it’s worth it…

For that face

ULLA:

That face, that face

That lovable face

It melts my Swedish heart

LEO:

I’m certain if I fall in love

I’m lost without a trace…

LEO & ULLA:

But it’s worth it for…

That face

HABEN SIE GEHÖRT DAS DEUTSCHE BAND?

FRANZ:

Haben sie gehört das Deutsche Band

Mit a bang

Mit a boom

Mit a bing-bang bing-bang boom

Aaah, haben sie gehört das Deutsche Band

Mit a bang

Mit a boom

Mit a bing-bang bing-bang boom

Russian folksongs und French oo-la-la

Can’t compare with a German oom-pah-pah!

Ve’re sayin’…

Haben sie gehört das Deutsche Band

Mit a zetz, mit a zap, mit a zing…

Polish polkas, they’re stupid und they’re rotten

It don’t mean a thing if it ain’t got that

Schweigen-reigen-schöne-schützen-schmützen sauerbraten!

Key change!

Ve’re sayin’…

Haben sie gehört das Deutsche Band

Mit a zetz, mit a zap, mit a zing…

It’s ze only kind of musik

Zat ve huns und our honeys

Love to sing!

MAX:

That’s our Hitler!

OPENING NIGHT (REPRISE)

USHERETTE #1 AND #2:

Opening night…

It’s opening night!

It’s Max Bialystock’s latest show

Will it flop or will it go?

The house lights are dimming

The footlights are bright

The toast of society’s burning tonight!

We’re so excited we can’t sit down

‘Cause Springtime for Hitler has come to town!

YOU NEVER SAY GOOD LUCK ON OPENING NIGHT

ROGER:

Ah, it’s Bialystock and Bloom. Well, gentlemen … merde!

CARMEN:

Toi, toi, toi

FRANZ:

Hals und Beinbruch!

LEO:

And I just want to wish everybody … good luck!

CARMEN:

Ahhhhh!

ROGER:

Mr. Bloom, hasn’t anyone ever told you…

It’s bad luck to say “good luck” on opening night

If you do, I tell you

It is certain by the curtain

You are through!

MAX:

Good luck!

CARMEN:

It’s bad luck to say “good luck” on opening night

Once it’s said, you are dead

You will get the worst reviews

You’ve ever read!

MAX:

Good luck!

ROGER:

Even at the Comédie-Française,

On the opening night they are scared

“Bon chance, mes amis”, no one says

The only word you ever hear is…

ROGER, CARMEN & FRANZ:

Merde!

MAX:

Good luck, good luck, good luck

FRANZ:

It’s verboten, vishing “luck” on opening night

Take advice, don’t think twice

Or your show will surely end

Up in the Scheiss!

MAX:

Guten lucken.

CARMEN:

At the famous La Scala in Milan

On opening night it’s a rule

“In boccu lupa” they say with élan

And just for luck they all shout…

ROGER, CARMEN & FRANZ:

“Bah fongool!”

LEO:

I got it!

Now I’ll never say “good luck” on opening night

That’s the rule, I’m no fool!

What do I say, I beg?

ROGER, CARMEN & FRANZ:

What you say is “break a leg”!

LEO:

Break a leg?

ROGER, CARMEN & FRANZ:

Yes, break a leg!

LEO, ROGER, CARMEN & FRANZ:

If you’re clever…

MAX:

Good luck!

LEO, ROGER, CARMEN & FRANZ:

You’ll endeavour

To never, never, never, never

Ever, ever, ever say…

…on opening night!

SPRINGTIME FOR HITLER

CHORUS:

Germany was having trouble

What a sad, sad story

Needed a new leader to restore

Its former glory

Where, oh, where was he?

Where could that man be?

We looked around and then we found

The man for you and me

LEAD TENOR STORMTROOPER:

And now it’s…

Springtime for Hitler and Germany

Deutschland is happy and gay!

We’re marching to a faster pace

Look out, here comes the master race!

Springtime for Hitler and Germany

Rhineland’s a fine land once more!

Springtime for Hitler and Germany

Watch out, Europe

We’re going on tour!

Springtime for Hitler and Germany…

CHORUS:

Look, it’s springtime

LEAD TENOR STORMTROOPER:

Winter for Poland and France

CHORUS AND STORMTROOPER:

Springtime for Hitler and Germany!

CHORUS:

Springtime! Springtime!

Springtime! Springtime!

Springtime! Springtime!

Springtime! Springtime!

STORMTROOPER:

Come on, Germans

Go into your dance!

STORMTROOPER “ROLF”:

I was born in Düsseldorf und that is why they call me Rolf.

STORMTROOPER “MEL”:

Don’t be stupid, be a smarty, come and join the Nazi party!

ULLA:

The Führer is coming, the Führer is coming, the Führer is coming!

STORMTROOPER #1:

Heil Hitler!

STORMTROOPER #2:

Heil Hitler!

LEAD TENOR STORMTROOPER:

Heil Hitler!

Springtime for Hitler and Germany

ALL:

Heil Hitler!

ROGER:

Heil myself

Heil to me

I’m the kraut

Who’s out to change our history

Heil myself

Raise your hand

There’s no greater

Dictator in the land!

Everything I do, I do for you!

CHORUS:

Yes, you do!

ROGER:

If you’re looking for a war, here’s World War Two!

Heil myself

Raise your beer

CHORUS:

Jawohl!

ROGER:

Ev’ry hotsy-totsy Nazi stand and cheer

CHORUS:

Hooray!

Ev’ry hotsy-totsy Nazi…

ROGER:

Heil myself!

CHORUS:

Ev’ry hotsy-totsy Nazi…

ROGER:

Heil myself!

CHORUS:

Ev’ry hotsy-totsy Nazi…

ROGER:

…stand and cheer!

THE HEIL-LOs:

The Führer is causing a furor!

He’s got those Russians on the run

You gotta love that wacky hun!

The Führer is causing a furor

They can’t say “no” to his demands

They’re freaking out in foreign lands

He’s got the world world in his hands

The Führer is causing a furor!

ROGER:

I was just a paper hanger

No one more obscurer

Got a phone call from the Reichstag

Told me I was Führer

Germany was blue

What, oh, what to do?

Hitched up my pants

And conquered France

Now Deutschland’s smiling through!

But it wasn’t always so easy…

It was 1932. Hindenburg was working the Big Room and I…

I was playing the lounge. And then I got my big break.

Somebody burned down the Reichstag. And, would you believe it?

They made me Chancellor. Chancellor!

It ain’t no myst’ry

If it’s politics or hist’ry

The thing you gotta know is

Ev’rything is show biz

Heil myself

Watch my show

I’m the German Ethel Merman

Dontcha know

We are crossing borders

The new world order is here

Make a great big smile

Ev’ryone sieg heil to me

Wonderful me!

And now it’s…

CHORUS:

Springtime for Hitler and Germany

Goose-step’s the new step today

   

ROGER:

Springtime!

Goose-steps!

CHORUS MEN:

Bombs falling from the skies again

CHORUS:

Deutschland is on the rise again

ROGER & CHORUS:

Springtime for Hitler and Germany

U-boats are sailing once more

Springtime for Hitler and Germany

ROGER:

Means that…

CHORUS:

Soon we’ll be going…

ROGER:

We’ve got to be going…

CHORUS:

You know we’ll be going….

ROGER:

You bet we’ll be going…

ROGER & CHORUS:

You know we’ll be going to war!!

WHERE DID WE GO RIGHT?

MAX:

Look at these reviews!

“A satiric masterpiece.”

LEO:

No way out.

MAX:

“A surprise smash!”

LEO:

No way out.

MAX:

“It was shocking, outrageous, insulting…and I loved every minute of it!”

LEO:

No way out.

MAX:

How could this happen?

The show was lousy and long

We did everything wrong
Where did we go right?

LEO:

“Christmas came early to Broadway this year –

and guess who they stuffed in our stocking? Adolf Hitler!”

MAX:

It was so crass and so crude

Even Goebbels would’ve booed

Where did we go right?

LEO:

“Last night a star was born on Broadway – the lovely Miss Ulla

Inga Hansen Bensen Yonsen Tallen-Hallen Svaden-Svanson.

We predict that her name will soon be up in lights. If they can find enough bulbs.

MAX & LEO:

We searched Broadway on and off

For singers with a cough

We had tryouts and auditions by the score

And to trip the light fantastic

We picked dancers who were spastic

If anyone jetéd, we jetéd them out the door!

MAX:

They shouted hooray

For that sausage on display

Where did we go right?

LEO:

Our leading man was so gay

He nearly flew away

Where did we go right?

MAX:

A show so easy to despise…

LEO:

Now it’s up for the Pulitzer Prize!

MAX & LEO:

Oh, where, oh, where, tell us

Where did we go right?

MAX:

“The best new music of the decade! Max Bialystock is a theatricl genius!”

Now they like me!

Oh, we knew we couldn’t lose

MAX & LEO:

Half the audience were Jews!

LEO:

It’s the end of our careers

MAX:

It’ll run for twenty years!

MAX & LEO:

Tell us where…

Did we go right?!

BETRAYED

GUARD:

Mail call! Here ya go, Bialystock, ya got a postcard.

MAX:

A postcard? From where?

GUARD:

Brazil.

MAX:

Brazil? Who do I know in Brazil?

Dear Max,

Rio is everything you said it was and more. Ulla and I think of you

every chance we get. In the morning, whe nwe have breakfast on our terrace,

many different herrings. And in the evening, when we samba together in the moonlight.

Sorry, must run. Ulla’s waiting, it’s almost eleven.

Wish you were here, Leo

Just like Cain and Abel

You pulled a sneak attack

I thought that we were brothers

Then you stabbed me in the back

Betrayed!

Oh boy, I’m so betrayed!

Like Samson and Delilah

Your love began to fade

I’m crying in the hoosegow

You’re in Rio getting laid!

Betrayed!

Let’s face it, I’m betrayed!

Boy, have I been taken

Oy, I’m so forsaken

I should have seen what came to pass

I should have known to watch my ass!

I feel like Othello

Everything is lost

Leo is Iago

Max is double-crossed!

I’m so dismayed

Did I mention I’m betrayed?

I used to be the king

But now I am the fool

A captain with a ship

A rabbi without a shul!

Now I’m about to go to jail

There’s no one who will pay my bail

I have no one who I can cry to

No one I can say goodbye to

I’m drowning! I’m drowning here! I’m going down for the last time.

I see my whole life flashing before my eyes. I see a weathered old

farmhouse with a white picket fence. I’m running through fields of

alfalfa with my collie, Rex. Stop it, Rex! I see my mother standing

on the back porch, in a worn but clean gingham gown, and I hear her

calling out to me, “Alvin! Don’t forget your chores. The wood needs

a-cordin and the cows need a-milkin’. Alvin, Alvin…” Wait a minute!

My name’s not Alvin! That’s not my life. I’m not a hillbilly.

I grew up in the Bronx. Leo’s taken everything. Even my past!

My past’s a dying ember

But wait…now I remember

How did it begin?

He walked into my office

With his cockamamie scheme

You can make more money

With a flop than with a hit

“We can do it, we can do it”

“I can’t do it”

“We can do it!”

“I can’t do it!” Goodbye Max!

Lord, I want that money!

I’m back, Max!

“Come on, Leo, we can do it!”

Step one, find the play!

Hello, Mister Liebkind

“Guten Tag, hop clop

“Guten Tag, hop clop”

Adolf Elizabeth Hitler?

“Guten Tag, hop clop

“Guten Tag, hop clop!”

Step two, hire the director

“Keep it gay, keep it gay, keep it…”

Two-three, kick, turn, turn, turn, kick, turn

Ulla!

Oooh wah wah woo-woo- wah-wah

Step three, raise the money

“Along came Bialy!”

Intermission!

Step four, hire all the actors

“A wandering minstrel I,

A think of shreds and…

Next! The little wooden boy

Next! That’s our Hitler!

“Opening night!”

Good luck, good luck, good luck

Break a leg! I broke my leg!

“Springtime for Hitler and Germany!”

A surprise smash!

“Springtime for Hitler and Germany!

It’ll run for years!

“Where did we go right?

Where did we go right?”

Gimme those books

Fat, fat, fatty!

Gimme those books

Books, fat

Books, fat

Books, fat

Books, fat!

Lousy fruit

Kill the actors

You ever eatwith one?!

Then you ran to Rio

And you’re safely out of reach

I’m behind these bars

You’re banging Ulla on the beach!

Just like Julius Caesar

Was betrayed by Brutus

Who’d think an accountant

Would turn out to be my Judas!

I’m so dismayed

Is this how I’m repaid?

To be…

Betrayed!

Betrayed!!

‘TIL HIM

LEO:

Your honour…when I was in Rio, and had everything I’d ever dreamed of

I suddenly realized that … this man… this man…

No one every made me feel like someone

‘Til him

Life was really nothing but a glum one

‘Til him

My existence bordered on the tragic

Always timid, never took a chance

Then I felt his magic

And my heart began to dance

I was always frightened, fraught with worry…

‘Til him

I was going nowhere in a hurry

‘Til him

He filled up my empty life

Filled it to the brim

There could never ever be

Another one…like him

MAX:

Leo, I … I never realized … you’re a good singer.

LEO:

Thank you, Max. I sang it for you. I sang it because I’m your friend.

MAX:

You are? Gee, I’ve had a lot of relationships, but you couldn’t call any

of them friend. But come to think of it.

No one ever ever really knew me

‘Til him

Everyone was always out to screw me

‘Til him

Never met I man I ever trusted

Alawys dealt with shysters in the past

Now I’m well adjusted

‘Cause I’ve got a friend at last

LITTLE OLD LADIES:

Aaaaaaaahh!

MAX:

Don’t help me.

Always playing singles, never doubles

‘Til him

Never had a pal to share my troubles

‘Til him

LEO:

He filled up my emply life

LEO & MAX:

Filled it to the brim

LEO:

There could never ever be

Another one … like him

PRISONERS OF LOVE (LEO & MAX)

JUDGE:

Gentlemen, it breaks my heart to break up such a beautiful friendship.

So I won’t. Five years in the state penitentiary at Sing Sing.

CONVICT #1:

Gotta sing … sing!

CONVICT #2:

Gotta sing … sing!

MAX:

Okay, boys, break’s over. Let’s take it from the top.

CONVICT #1:

This is good! Hey Bloom, put me in for ten grand.

MAX & CONVICTS:

Prisoners of love

Blue skies above

Can’t keep our hearts in jail

MAX:

Tempo, fellas!

Pick up the tempo!

MAX & CONVICTS:

Prisoners of love

Our turtle doves

LEO:

Don’t forget the balcony!

MAX & CONVICTS:

Soon coming ’round with bail

LEO:

Sing out, boys! Let ’em hear you in solitary!

MAX & CONVICTS:

Oh, you can lock us up

And lose the key

But hearts in love

Are always free!

Prisoners of love

Blue skies above

‘Cause we’re still prisoners

MAX:

Take it home, boys. We open in Leavenworth Saturday night.

MAX & CONVICTS:

We’re still prisoners

We’re still prisoners of love

PRISON GUARD:

Bialystock, Bloom, Liebkind, good news! This just came from the governor:

“Gentlemen, you are hereby granted a full pardon for having –

through song and dance – brought joy and laughter into the hearts of

every murderer, rapist and sex maniac in Sing Sing.”

You’re free!

LEO:

Free!

MAX:

Next stop, Broadway!

MAX & CONVICTS:

But hearts in love are always free!

ULLA & GIRL PRISONERS:

Prisoners of love

Blue skies above

Can’t keep our hearts in jail!

ROGER:

Can’t keep our hearts in jail!

ULLA & GIRL PRISONERS:

Prisoners of love

Our turtle doves

ROGER:

Soon coming ’round with bail

ULLA & GIRL PRISONERS:

Tote that bale!

MALE PRISONERS:

You can lock us up

and lose the key

ALL:

But hearts in love are always free!

ROGER, ULLA & ALL PRISONERS:

Prisoners of love

Blue skies above

‘Cause we’re still prisoners…

We’re still prisoners…

We’re still prisoners of love!

Love!

Love!

Love!

Love!

Love!

Love!

Love!

Love!

Love!

Love!

Love!

Love!

LEO & MAX:

Leo and Max

Up off our backs

Back on the Great White Way!

Leo and Max

Back on our tracks

We’re back on top to stay!

So when we take your money, never fear

We’ll knock Broadway right on its ear

The cast is great

The script is swell

But this we’re tellin’ you, sirs

It’s just no go, you got no show

Without the producers!

We’ll never quit

Hit after hit

You and me-o

We guarantee-o

You’re lookin’ at Leo

And Max!!

ENTIRE ENSEMBLE:

The producers, Leo and Max!

GOODBYE!

ALL:

Thanks for coming to see our show

Sad to tell you we got to go

Grab your hat and head for the door

In case you didn’t notice, there ain’t any more!

If you like our show tell ev’ryone but…

If you think it stinks, keep your big mouth shut!

We’re gald you came but we have to shout

Adios, au revoir, wiedersehen, ta-ta-ta

Goodbye…get lost…get out!!

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