Just For The Record

Starting here, starting now
When we walk, we walk together
Year by year, starting here
Starting now
When we talk
We wiii say the most with silence
When we're near
Starting here
Now when you sleep
You will dream a dream
That's free from care
For now when you wake
I'll be there so be still
Take my hand
For the greatest journey
Heaven can allow
Starting love
Starting here
Starting now
Now take my hand
For the greatest journey
Heaven can allow
Starting love
Starting here
Starting now...

With judy garland and ethel merman
Written by mel torme

Voice:

>from television city in hollywood, the judy garland show!



Judy

(speaking)

Good evening! we got a very exciting show planned for you tonight, i, we've

Marvellous people...

(singing)

We've got barbra streisand

I think she's nice and

She has such voice and

She got such elegance

It's a joy to have her on my show!



(applause)



Barbra

Judy! it's great to be with you.



Judy

Be my guest, be my guest



Barbra

You know, i've been a fan of yours since i was two.



Judy

Be my guest, be my guest



Barbra

Well if i really am your guest

I have a small request



Judy

Anything you wanna do



Barbra

Anything?



Judy

Anything!



Barbra

Can i replace you?



Judy

Be my guest, be my guest



(applause because ethel merman is entering the studio)



Ethel

Hi, what a team! watch the team!



Judy

I'm just so surprised to see ... you look marvellous



Ethel

I feel pretty good. i was uhm...



Judy

You know me fellas



Ethel

Yeah, how about that, i, i was across the, i am across the hall here i was

Taping a red scelton show and ... gee...



Judy

What did you do belting?



Ethel

I was belting? i heard you two belting! i heard the noise and that's why i

Came in here. i just came in to say hello, that's all.



Judy

And how about this barbra? what about ...



Ethel

Yeah, isn't it great, the new belter!

Yeah, what's the next thing now after this... the next big thing? that you

...



Barbra

It's called funny girl it's about fanny brice you know,



Ethel

Wonderfull! have a good...



Barbra

Based on her romance with nicky arnstein.



Ethel

You have a good composer?



Barbra

Jule styne



Ethel

Oh, jule styne, he wrote, he wrote gipsy, oh my goodness she couldn't

Have... oh, you're in good hands girl!

I'm wearing second hand shoes
Second hand hose
All the girls hand me
Their second hand clothes
Even my pajamas when i don 'em
Have somebody else's
Initials on 'em
Second hand rings
Mmm... second hand things
I never get what other girlies do

Once while strolling
Through the ritz a girl got my goat...
She nudged her friend
And said oh look there goes
My old fur coat

I don't believe in
Frettin' and grievin'
Why mess around with strife
I never was cut out
>To step and strut out
Give me the simple life
Some find a pleasant dining on pheasants
Those things roll off my comb
Just serve me tomatoes
And mashed potatoes
Any place i hang my hat is home

Oh, i got plenty o' nothin'
And nothin's plenty for me
I got no car, i got no mule
I got no misery
Don't you see
I got no lock on my door
That's okay with me
Cause the things that i prize
Like the stars in the skies are all free
I got plenty o' nothin'
And nothin's plenty for me

Once i built a railroad
Made it run,
Made it race
Against time
Once i built a railroad
Now it's done
Brother can you spare a dime?
Say don't you remember
They called me al
It was al all the time
Say don't you remember
I'm your pal
Buddy can you spare a dime?

Nobody knows you
When you're down and out
In your pocket's
Not one penny
And your friends
Well, you haven't any
Soon as you get on your feet again
Everybody
Everybody
Is your long lost friend
It's mighty strange
Without a doubt
But nobody knows you
When you're down and out

Oh every one knows
That i'm just second hand rose
>from second avenue
Ya can't beat the egg-creams
>from second avenue
There is more between me
And fifth avenue
Than three blocks
I tell ya
Second avenue

The flowers in spring
The robins that sing
The sun beam that shines
They're yours, they're mine
And love can come to anyone
Because the best things in life are free

Father has a business strictly second hand
Everything from toothpicks to a baby-grand
Stuff in our apartment came from father's store
Even things i'm wearing someone wore before
It's no wonder that i feel abused
I never get a thing that ain't been used

I'm wearing second hand hats
Second hand clothes
That's why they call me
Second hand rose

Even our piano in the parlor
Father bought for ten cents on the dollar
Second hand pearls
I'm sick of second hand curls
I never get a single think that's new
Even jake, the plumber, he's a man i adore
Had the nerve to tell me he's been married before!

Everyone knows that i'm just
Second hand rose
From second avenue!
From second avenue! nu!

One more time!
Everyone knows that i'm just
Second hand rose
(from second avenue!)
From what?
Let's see if you know the fills!
Once while strooling
Through the ritz a girl got my goat...
(she nudged her friend
And said oh look there goes
My old fur coat)
You don't need me!

Everyone knows that i'm just
Second hand rose
From second avenue!
(ya can't beat the egg-creams!)
Good! second avenue!
(there is more between me
And fifth avenue, i tell ya)
Right! second avenue!

We're all very lucky, i think. the night is lovely. 'cause last night it was so humid. but tonight it's very sort of, in a strange way, peaceful...

Silent night, holy night!
All is calm, all is bright.
Round yon virgin, mother and child
Holy infant so tender and mild,
Sleep in heavenly peace,
Sleep in heavenly peace.

Silent night, holy night!
All is calm, all is bright.
Round yon virgin, mother and child
Holy infant so tender and mild,
Sleep in heavenly peace,
Sleep in heavenly peace.

Silent night, holy night!
All is calm, all is bright.
Round yon virgin, mother and child
Holy infant so tender and mild,
Sleep in heavenly peace,
Sleep in heavenly peace.

At the end of the baltimore run, fanny's train is leaving to go on to to chicago,
While nick must catch the train for new york and then head to europe. nick tells
Fanny he loves her and she suggests he marry her, but he wants to have a fortune
Before he does. on the spur of the moment, fanny decides to leave the tour and
Follow nick to new york. eddie who has arrived to visit tries to talk her out
Of it. ziegfeld tries as well, but fanny is intent on following nick; she has
Success in show business and now she wants a personal life as well. eddie tries
To advise her one more time, "don't", and she replies:

Don't tell me not to live,
Just sit and putter,
Life's candy and the sun's
A ball of butter.
Don't bring around a cloud
To rain on my parade.
Don't tell me not to fly--
I've simply got to.
If someone takes a spill,
It's me and not you.
Who told you you're allowed
To rain on my parade!
I'll march my band out,
I'll beat my drum,
And if i'm fanned out,
Your turn at bat, sir.
At least i didn't fake it.
Hat, sir, i guess i didn't make it!
But whether i'm the rose
Of sheer perfection,
Or freckle on the nose
Of life's complexion,
The cinder or the shiny apple of its eye,
I gotta fly once,
I gotta try once,
Only can die once, right, sir?
Ooh, love is juicy,
Juicy, and you see
I gotta have my bite, sir!
Get ready for me, love,
'cause i'm a "comer,"
I simply gotta march,
My heart's a drummer.
Don't bring around a cloud
To rain on my parade!

I'm gonna live and live now,
Get what i want--i know how,
One roll for the whole shebang,
One throw, that bell will go clang,
Eye on the target--and wham--
One shot, one gun shot, and bam--
Hey, mister arnstein, here i am!
I'll march my band out,
I will beat my drum,
And if i'm fanned out,
Your turn at bat, sir,
At least i didn't fake it.
Hat, sir, i guess i didn't make it.
Get ready for me, love,
'cause i'm a "comer,"
I simply gotta march,
My heart's a drummer.
Nobody, no, nobody
Is gonna rain on my parade!

Love soft as an easy chair
Love fresh as the morning air
One love that is shared by two
I have found with you

Like a rose under the april snow
I was always certain love would grow
Love ageless and evergreen
Seldom seen by two

You and i will make each night a first
Every day a beginning
Spirits rise and their dance is unrehearsed
They warm and excite us, cause we have the brightest love

Two lives that shine as one
Morning glory and midnight sun
Time we've learned to sail above
Time won't change the meaning of one love
Ageless and ever evergreen

When you just give love
And never get love
You'd better let love depart
I know it's so
And yet i know
I can't get you out of my heart
You may leave my happy home
You took my love and now you're gone
Since i fell for you
Love brings such misery and pain
I guess it'll never be the same
Since i fell for you
Well, it's too bad
And it's too sad
But i'm in love with you
You love me
You love me then you snub me
But what can i do?
I'm still
I'm still
I'm still in love with you
I guess i'll never see the light
I get the blues most every night
Since i fell for you
Since i fell for you...

Here we are at last
Children in the dark
Running from the past
Into the unknown

Secrets from the heart
Promises we make
Lips that never part
Until the dawn breaks

I can't remember feeling this familiar
I see myself becoming his
It frightens me to learn
That love is...

Finally here at last
No place left to hide
Too powerful to fast
To keep it inside

Everything's so new,
So innocent, so true
We're reaching for that star,
'cause darling, here we are
Here at last

[instrumental]

I can't remember feeling this familiar
I feel myself becoming his
It strengthens me to finally see that

Love is here at last
No place left to run
The actors have unmasked
The play has begun

Every moment true
Each day for lovers who
Have never come this far
But darlin' here we are
Here at last
Here at last...

In a small caf

at words poetic i'm so pathetic
That i always have found it best
Instead of getting it off my chest
To let 'em rest unexpressed
I hate parading my serenading
As i'll probably miss a bar
But if this ditty is not so pretty
At least it'll tell you how great you are
You're the top - you're the coliseum.
You're the top -
Mmm

So long as still within our breasts
The jewish heart beats true,
So long as still towards the east,
To zion, looks the jew,
So long our hopes are not yet lost
Two thousand years we cherished them
To live in freedom in the land
Of zion and jerusalem.

Barbra
Shadows falling , baby , we stand alone
Out on the street anybody you meet got a heartache of their own
(it oughta be illegal)
Make it a crime to be lonely or sad
(it oughta be illegal)
You got a reason for livin'
You battle on with the love you're livin' on
You gotta be mine
We take it away
It's gotta be night and day
Just a matter of time
And we got nothing to be guilty of
Our love will climb any mountain near or far , we are
And we never let it end
We are devotion
And we got nothing to be sorry for
Our love is one in a million
Eyes can see that we got a highway to the sky
I don't wanna hear your goodbye
Oh!

Barry
Aaah!
Pulse's racing , darling
How grand we are
Little by little we meet in the middle
There's danger in the dark
(it oughta be illegal)
Make it a crime to be out in the cold
(it oughta be illegal)
You got a reason for livin'
You battle on with the love you're buildin' on
Together
You gotta be mine
We take it away
It's gotta be night and day
Just a matter of time
And we got nothing to be guilty of
Our love will climb and mountain near or far , we are
And we never let it end
We are devotion
And we got nothing to be sorry for
Our love is one in a million
Eyes can see that we got a highway to the sky

Barbra
I don't wanna hear your goodbye

Barry
Don't wanna hear your goodbye

Both
I don't wanna hear your
And we got nothing to be guilty of
Our love will climb and mountain near or far , we are
And we never let it end
We are devotion
And we got nothing to be sorry for
Our love is one in a million
Eyes can see that we got a highway to the sky
Don't wanna hear your goodbye
Don't wanna hear your
And we got nothing to be guilty of...

When it all comes true
Just the way you planned
It's funny but the bells don't ring
It's a quiet thing
When you hold the world
In your trembling hand
You think you'd hear a choir singing
But it is a quiet thing
There are no exploding fireworks
Where's the roaring of the crowds
Maybe it is the strange new atmosphere
Way up here among the clouds

There won't be trumpets or balls of fire
To say he's coming,
No roman candles, no angel's choir
No sound of distant drumming,
He may not be the cavalier
Tall and graceful, fair and strong,
Doesn't matter just as long as he
Comes along

But not with trumpets or lightning flashing
Or shining armor,
He may be daring, he may be dashing
Or maybe he's a farmer,
I can wait, what's another day?
He has lots of hills to climb
And a hero doesn't come till
The nick of time

Don't look for trumpets or whistles tooting
To guarantee him,
There won't be trumpets, but sure as shooting
You'll know him when you see him

Don't know when, don't know where,
I can't even say that i care
All i know is the minute you turn
And he's suddenly there
There won't be trumpets
There are no trumpets
Who needs trumpets?
Happiness comes in on tiptoe
Well what d'ya know
It's a quiet thing
A very quiet thing

If i close my eyes
I can fly,
If i close my eyes
If i close my eyes
I can fly,
I can drink the rain
And taste the sky,
I can catch the wind
And make it mine
Like the sun
I shine.
Suddenly a door
Opens wide
To a thousand paths
I've never tried
"follow follow me"
I hear them say
And you'll find
Your way

Maybe dream's a dream
So that we can see
Just how real the dawn
Can be.

All the dawn can be
Comes as no surprise
If i simply close my eyes.

between yesterday and tomorrow,
There is more there is more than a day.
Between day and night between black and white
There is more, there is more than gray.
Between the question and the answer
There

look at that face just look at it look at that funny old face of yours i
Knew first time i looked at it ***youve got a face like a kitchen door to
Say that theres no one like you would not even state the case i find in no
Book what i find when i look at that face

***youve got a face like dracula and i mean that in the nicest way

What are you doing the rest of your life?
North and south and east and west of your life?
I have only one request of your life
That you spend it all with me.
All the seasons and the times of your days.
All the nickels and the dimes of your days.
Let the reasons and the rhymes of your days.
All begin and end with me.
I want to see your face,
In every kind of light,
In fields of gold and
Forests of the night;
And when you stand before
The candles on a cake.
Oh let me be the one to hear
The silent wish you make.
Those tomorrows waiting deep in your eyes
In the world of love you keep in your eyes,
I'll awaken what's asleep in your eyes,
It may take a kiss or two..
Through all of my life..
Summer, winter, spring and fall of my life,
All i ever will recall of my life
Is all of my life with you.

Funny
Did you hear that?
Funny
Yeah, the guy said
"honey, you're a funny girl."
That's me
I just keep them in stitches
Doubled in half,
And though i may be all wrong for a guy,
I'm good for a laugh,
I guess it's not funny,
Life is far from sunny,
When the laugh is over
And the joke's on you,
A girl oughta have a sense of humor
That's one thing you really need for sure
When you're a funny girl
The fella said "a funny girl"
Funny
How it ain't so funny,
Funny girl

He touched me, he put his hand near mine
And then he touched me
I felt a sudden tingle when he touched me
A sparkle, a glow

He knew it...it wasn't accidental, no, he knew it
He smiled and seem to tell me so all through it
He knew it, i know...
He's real, and the world is alive and shining
I feel such a wonderful drive t'wards valentining
He touched me; i simply have to face the fact
He touched me...
Control myself and try to act
As if i remember my name
But he touched me...he touched me...
And suddenly nothing is the same!
'cause he touched me...he touched me...
And suddenly...nothing, nothing, nothing is the same

Now you say you're lonely
You cried the lone night through
Well, you can cry me a river
Cry me a river
I cried a river over you

Now you say you're sorry
For being so untrue
Well, you can cry me a river
Cry me a river
I cried a river over you

You drove me,
Nearly drove me out of my head
While you never shed a tear
Remember?
I remember all that you said
Told me love was too plebeian
Told me you were through with me

Now you say you love me
Well, just to prove you do
Cry me a river
Cry me a river
I cried a river over you

You drove me
Nearly drove me out of my head
While you never shed a tear
Remember?
I remember all that you said
Told me love was too plebeian
Told me you were through with me...

And now you say you love me
Well, just to prove that you do...
Come on! come on!
Cry me a river...
Cry me a river...
I cried a river over you
I cried a river over you...

Grazie papa!
Listen, i couldn't decide which song to sing next... so ..
Wait... no, no, no, it's not as free as that, i have
A choice of two, and i'll see... i'll see which one
You like best. wait... wait... wait a minute, let's do
It fair. it's between "stoney end" and "second hand
Rose". wait, wait, wait!!!
That's too easy, now we've gotta make a choice! wait, wait wait!
Let me do with you, right: "second hand rose"'[applause]
"stoney end" [more applause] ah... listen, i just gotta warn
Ya that "stoney end" i haven't sung for about two years, and so
I have the words written on the floor. so if you see me looking
On the floor... it's the words! i'll try not to look, but i mean i
Haven't sung it for a long time... okay... ready, get set, go!
[stoney end]
Is this "'stoney end"!
Come on!
I was born from love
And my poor mother worked the mines
I was raised on the good book jesus
Till i read between the lines
Now i don't believe
I want to see the whole morning
Going down the stoney end
I never wanted to go
Down the stoney end
Mama let me start all over
Cradle me, mama, cradle me again
I can still remember him
With love light in his eyes
But the light flickered out
And parted
As the sun began to rise
Now i don't believe
I want to see the whole morning
Going down the stoney end
I never wanted to go
Down the stoney end
Mama, let me start all over
Cradle me, mama, cradle me again
Never mind the forecast
Cause the sky has lost control
Cause the fury and the broken thunders
Come to match my ragin' soul
And i want...
I want... i want to see the whole morning
Going down the stoney end
I never wanted to go
Down the stoney end
Mamma let me start all over
Cradle me, mamma, cradle me again
Going down the stoney end
I never wanted to go...
Going down the stoney end
I never wanted to go...
Going down the stoney end
I never wanted to go...

i had myself a true love,
A true love that was somethin' too see.
I had myself a true love, at least that's what i kept on tellin' me.
The first thing in the morning, i still try to think of a way,
To be with him some part of the evenin',
And that's the way i live through the day.
She had herself a true love, and now he's gone and left for good.
The lord knows i done heard those backyard whispers goin roun'
The neighborhood.
There may be alot of things i miss,
A lot of things i don't know,
But i do know this, now i ain't got no love,
And once upon a time i had a true love.

In the evenin, by the doorway, while i stand there and wait for his coming
With the house swept, and the clothes hung,
And the pot on the stove there a hummin',
Where is he while i watch the risen moon.
With that gal in that damn ole saloon.
No that ain't the way that it used to be
No and everybody keeps tellin me,
There may be alot of things i miss, i lot of things i don't know
But i do know this.
Now i ain't got no love, but once upon a time i had a true love

Barbra
You don't bring me flowers
You don't sing me love songs
Neil
You hardly talk to me anymore
When you come through that door at the end of the day...
Barbra
I remember when you couldn't wait to love me
Used to hate to leave me
Now after loving me late at night
Neil
When it's good for you, babe
And you're feeling all right
Barbra
When you just roll over and turn out the light...
And you don't bring me flowers anymore
Neil
It used to be so natural
Barbra
It used to be...
Neil
To talk about forever
Barbra
Mmm...
Neil
But used-to-bes don't count anymore
They just lay on the floor
Till we sweep them away
Barbra
And baby i remember all the things you taught me
Neil
I learned how to laugh and i learned how to cry
Barbra
Well, i learned how to love and i learned how to lie
Neil
So you think i could learn how to tell you goodbye
Barbra
So you think i could learn how to tell you goodbye
You don't bring me flowers any more...
Both
Well, you think i could learn how to tell you goodbye...
Neil

Who's afraid of the big bad wolf
The big bad wolf
The big bad wolf
Who's afraid of the big bad wolf
Tra la la la la
Long ago there were three pigs
Little handsome piggy wigs
For the big, bad the very big, very bad wolf,
They did not give three figs
Number one was very gay
And he built his house with hay
With a hey hey toot he blew on his flute
And he played around all day
Now number two was fond of jigs
And so he built his house with twigs
Hey, diddle diddle he played on his fiddle
And danced with lady pigs
Number three said: "nix on tricks,
I shall build my house with bricks!"
He had no chance to sing or dance,
'cause work and play don't mix
Ha, ha, ha, the two little do-little pigs
Just winked and laughed ah! woo!
Who's afraid of the big bad wolf
The big bad wolf
The big bad wolf
Who's afraid of the big bad wolf
Tra la la la la
Came the day when fate did frown
And a wolf blew into town
With a gruff huff puff, he puffed just enough
And the hay house fell right down!
One and two were scared to death
Of the big bad wolfy's breath
By the hair of your chinny chin i'll blow you in
And the twig house answered yes
No one left but number three
To save that piglet family
So when they knocked, he fast unlocked
And said come in with me
Now they all were safe inside
But the bricks hurt wolfy's pride
So, he slid down the chimney and oh by jiminey
In a fire he was fried
Oh oh oh, the three little free little pigs
Just winked and laughed... ah! woo!
Who's afraid of the big bad wolf
The big bad wolf
The big bad wolf
Who's afraid of the big bad wolf
Tra la la la la
Tra la la tra la la
Tra la la la la la la la la la la!
Who's afraid of the big, big, big,
Bad woooooooooooooooooooolf!

Prayer
God - our havenly father.
Oh, god - and my father
Who is also in heaven.
May the light
Of this flickering candle
Illuminate the night the way
Your spirit illuminates my soul.

Papa, can you hear me?
Papa, can you see me?
Papa, can you find me in the night?

Papa, are you near me?
Papa, can you hear me?
Papa, can you help me not be frightened?

Looking at the skies
I seem to see a million eyes
Which ones are yours?
Where are you now that yesterday
Has waved goodbye
And closed it's doors?
The night is so much darker.
The wind is so much colder

The world i see is so much bigger now that i'm alone.

Papa, please forgive me.
Try to understand me.
Papa, don't you know i had no choice?

Can you hear me praying,
Anything i'm saying,
Even though the night is filled with voices?

I remember ev'rything you taught me
Ev'ry book i've ever read.
Can all the words in all the books
Help me to face what lies ahead?
The trees are so much taller
And i feel so much smaller.
The moon is twice as lonely
And the stars are half as bright.

Papa, how i love you.
Papa, how i need you.
Papa, how i miss you
Kissing me goodnight.

Sky was blue and high above
The moon was new, so was love
This eager heart of mine was singing
Lover, where can you be
It came at last love had its day
The day is past, you've gone away
This eager heart of mine is singing
Lover, come to me
I remember every little thing we used to to
I'm lonely
Every road i walked alone,
I walked along with you
No wonder i am lonely
The sky is blue, the night is cold
The moon is new, but love is old
And while i'm waiting here
This heart of mine is singing
Lover,, come to me
When i remember every little thing we used to do
Oh...i'm lonely
Every road i walked alone i walked along with you
No wonder i am lonely
The sky is blue, the night is cold
The moon is new, but love is old
And while i'm standing here
This heart of mine is singing
Lover, lover, get here to me...
Now!!!

(listen)
I've got thirty-six expressions--
Sweet as pie to tough as leather,
And that's six expressions more
Than all them barrymores put together.
Instead of just kicking me
Why don't they give me a lift?
Well,it must be a plot,
'cause they're scared that i got
Such a gift--well, i'm miffed--'cause
I'm the greatest star--
I am by far, but no one knows it!
Wait, they're gonna hear a voice,
A silver flute--ah hah, ah hah--
They'll cheer each toot
(hey! that girl is terrific!)
When i expose it!
Now, can't you see to look at me
That i'm a nach'ral camille?
As camille i just feel
I've got so much to offer.
Kid, i know i'd be divine because
I'm a nach'ral cougher.
(coughs)
Some ain't got it--not a lump,
I'm a great big clump of talent!
Laugh!
They'll bend in half.
(did you ever hear the story about the traveling salesman?)
A thousand jokes:
Stick around for the jokes,
A thousand faces. i reiterate,
When you're gifted,
Then you're gifted,
These are facts--i got no axe to grind.
Hey, what are you--blind?
In all of the world so far
I'm the greatest star!
Who is the pip with piz-azz?
Who is all ginger and jazz?
Who is as glamorous as?
Who's an american beauty rose
With an american beauty nose,
And ten american beaty toes,
Eyes on the target, and wham--
One shot, one gun shot and bam!
Hey, mr. keeney, here i am!
I'm the greatest star,
I am by far,
But no one knows it!
That's why i was born--
I'll blow my horn
Till someone blows it!
I'll light up like a light
Right up like a light
I'll flicker, then flare up
All the world's gonna stare up
Lookin' down
You'll never see me--
Try the sky,
'cause that'll be me.
I can make 'em cry,
I can make 'em sigh,
Someday they'll clamor
For my dram-er.
Have you guessed yet,
Who's the best yet?
If you ain't i'll tell you one more time.
You bet your last dime
In all of the world so far
I am the greatest, greatest star!

Barbra: look, i've spent a lot of time working on this
Producer 1: look, no one's gonna buy it -- no one.
Producer 2: no one in middle america, anyway. that's for sure.
Producer 3: he's right!
Producer 1: sweetheart, it's just not commercial!
Barbra: what is commercial?
Producer 2: it's not what's selling nowadays.
Producer 1: i mean - personally, i love it, but
Barbra (sung):be nice, girl!
Producer 3: nobody's into this kind of material.
Barbra (sung): you have to pay a price, girl!
Producer 2: this album needs a hit single we can push.
Barbra (sung):they like to give advice, girl!
Producer 1: the whole idea's too risky.
Barbra (sung): don't think about it twice, girl!
Producer 2: the audience won't understand this kind of thing!
Barbra (sung):it's time to get to work!
Barbra(spoken): i disagree! why don't you wait until you hear it?
Producer 3: this is like your old stuff!
Barbra (sung): art isn't easy.
Producer 3: you've got to appeal to the kids.
Barbra (sung): even when you're hot.
Producer 2: why would you want to make an album like this anyway?
Barbra (sung): advancing art is easy.
Producer 1: i think we ought to talk seriously about this.
Barbra (sung): financing it is not!
Producer 2: why take chances?
Barbra (sung): a vision's just a vision if it's only in your head!
Producer 1: nobody respects your artistic integrity more than i do, but
Barbra (sung): if no one gets to hear it, it's as good as dead!
Producer 2: you have to think about you career!
Barbra (sung): it has to come to life!
Barbra (sung): bit by bit, putting it together
Piece by piece, only way to make a work of art
Every moment makes a contribution
Every little detail plays a parts
Having just a vision's no solution
Everything depends on execution
Putting it together, that's what counts!
Ounce by ounce, putting in together
Small amounts, adding up to make a work of art
First of all you need a good foundation
Otherwise it's risky from the start
Takes a little cocktail conversation
But without the proper preparation
Having just a vision's no solution
Everything depends on execution
The art of making art
Is putting it together, bit by bit
Producer 2: do we really need all these musicians?
Barbra: link by link, making the connections, yes we do!
Drink by drink, taking every comment as it comes
Learning how to play the politician
Like you play piano, bass and drums
Otherwise you'll find your composition
Isn't gonna get much exhibition
Art isn't easy
Every minor detail is a major decision
Have to keep things in scale
Have to hold to your vision
Producer 1: why don't we talk about this over dinner, darling?
What's a little cocktail conversation
If it gets the funds for your foundation
Every time i start to feel defensive
I remember vinyl is expensive!
Producer 3: would you agree to do an interview?
Barbra: maybe one!
Dot by dot, building up the image
Shot by shot, keeping at a distance doesn't pay
Still if you remember your objective
Not give all your privacy away
A little bit of hype can be effective
As long as you can keep it in perspective
Even when you get some recognition
Everything you do you still audition
Art isn't easy
Overnight you're a trend
You're the right combination
Then the trend's at an end
You're suddenly last year's sensation!
All they ever want is repetition
All they really like is what they know
Gotta keep a link with your tradition
Gotta learn to trust your intuition
While you re-establish your position
So that you can be on exhibit...
So that your work can be on exhibition!
Be new, girl!
They tell you till they're blue, girl!
You're new, or else you're through, girl!
And even if it's true, girl,
You do what you can do!
Bit by bit, putting it together
Piece by piece, working on the vision night and day
All it takes is time and perseverance
With a little luck along the way
Putting in a personal appearance
Gathering supporters and adherents...
Producer 1: well, she's an original!
Producer 3: was!
Barbra: mapping out the songs but in addition
Harmonizing each negotiation
Balancing the part that's all musicians
With the part that's strictly presentation
Balancing the money with the mission
Till you have the perfect orchestration
Even if you do have the suspicion
That it's taking all your concentration
The art of making art
Is putting it together, bit by bit
Beat by beat, part by part
Sheet by sheet, chart by chart track by track, bit by bit,
Reel by reel, pout by pout
Stack by stack, snit by snit,
Meal by meal, shout by shout
Deal by deal, spat by spat
Shpiel by shpiel, doubt by doubt
And that... is the state of the art!