The Higher You Get, the Farther the Fall

"The Higher You Get, the Farther the Fall" existe en 1 version :
- chantée par Norbert Leo Butz (lui-même), dans l'épisode 109

Cette chanson fait partie de Hell On Earth.

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Analyse de la chanson par son co-auteur, Marc Shaiman :

"Notre première chanson hors Bombshell, écrite pour montrer la chute d'Ivy. Nous avons écrit une chanson qui reflèterait la situation d'Ivy dans la vraie vie, rendant la performance plus difficile en y étant impliqué. Malheureusement, ce que ce numéro était, ce qu'était la véritable comédie musicale dont il faisait partie, ne fut jamais défini. Tout ce que nous savions c'est que le titre de la production était "Heaven On Earth". Au moins, on s'est amusé pendant l'enregistrement avec Norbert."

Welcome, welcome Recently deceased
Be you democrat, republican
Chorus girl or priest
Though you closed up shop
And you're recently departed
We're afraid the final test
Has only just started
But don't come to us
With your worries and complaints
Save it for the doorman
Who's a saint among saints
He knows your future
'Cause he's seen your past
Which is why he might be telling you
Uhuh, not so fast
When you're...
 
Knock, knock, knocking
And the judgment day is near
You'll say "point me toward the exit
Armagettin' out of here!"
'Cause when you slide down
Well, you can't come back, y'all
'Cause the higher you get,
Oh! The farther the fall
 
Was your life a bed of roses
Well, get ready for some thorns
Delivered by 'ol Beelzebub
Mit pointy tail and horns
Like the song that my heart
Sang to my cholesterol
The higher you get
The farther the fall
 
Now I'm kickin' butt and takin' names
Higher and higher 'cause even St. Joan went down in flames
In fire, in fire some hot stuff!
Napoleon waterlooed and Genghis Khan sure hit a slump
I might say "you're fired"
When you have expired, Donald Trump!
Vips don't wanna hear it
That they might not get inside
But camels through a needle?
Here's the key
And to all those
Poor in spirit
Well the doors
Are open wide
Go right on in
And have a drink on me
Will not get
A whack at the crack of doom
The farther you... Fall