Papers ("You're not from around here, son...") [Intro]
Patrick Page, Amber Gray, André De Shields, Eva Noblezada, Reeve Carney, Hadestown Original Broadway Company, Anais Mitchell"Papers ("You're not from around here, son...") [Intro]" é uma música de Patrick Page, Amber Gray, André De Shields, Eva Noblezada, Reeve Carney, Hadestown Original Broadway Company, Anais Mitchell, 2019, Pop. A música tem 1:48 de duração, 33 lines / 187 words.
Letra
0:00Young man
0:07I don't think we've met before
0:09You're not from around here son
0:11Don't know who the hell you are but I can tell you don't belong
0:15These are workin' people son
0:17Law-abiding citizens
0:19Go back to where you came from
0:21You're on the wrong side of the fence
0:24Hades I know this boy
0:26One of the unemployed
0:27His name is Orpheus
0:31You stay out of this
0:33You hear me son
0:35You better run
0:36But this poor boy raised up his voice with his heart out on his sleeve
0:42No
0:43Orpheus you should go
0:45I came to take her home
0:51Laughs
0:55Who the hell do you think you are
0:59Who the hell you think you're talkin' to
1:01She couldn't go anywhere even if she wanted to
1:05You're not from around here son
1:07If you were then you would know
1:09That everything and everyone in Hadestown I own
1:16But I only buy what others choose to sell
1:25Oh you didn't know
1:29She signed the deal herself
1:32Belongs to me
1:36I do
1:37Everybody gather 'round
1:44Everybody look and see
1:48What becomes of trespassers with no respect for property
Young man I don't think we've met before You're not from around here son Don't know who the hell you are but I can tell you don't belong These are workin' people son Law-abiding citizens Go back to where you came from You're on the wrong side of the fence Hades I know this boy One of the unemployed His name is Orpheus You stay out of this You hear me son You better run But this poor boy raised up his voice with his heart out on his sleeve No Orpheus you should go I came to take her home Laughs Who the hell do you think you are Who the hell you think you're talkin' to She couldn't go anywhere even if she wanted to You're not from around here son If you were then you would know That everything and everyone in Hadestown I own But I only buy what others choose to sell Oh you didn't know She signed the deal herself Belongs to me I do Everybody gather 'round Everybody look and see What becomes of trespassers with no respect for property
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