Bài hát But The Marquis Of Boulli Has A Trump Card Up His Sleeve Báo Lỗi

[KING & QUEEN]

But the Marquis of Boulli had a trump card up his sleeve


[RINGMASTER]

The Marquis of Boulli a good General

And fiercely loyal to the crown

With his army in the East

Hatched a plan to see the King released


[QUEEN]

The Queen assuming the title Baroness Korrf

Her papers signed by the King of course

Set forth before the break of day

To join up with Boulli in Alsace Lorraine


[OFFICER]

From the shadows King Louis disguised as a humble valet

Sneaks out to make his getaway

With a small entourage of course


[OFFICER & CHORUS]

Just a few hundred light horse


[TROUBLEMAKER]

Well let him go, let him run, with his Austrian whore


[TROUBLEMAKER & MALE CHORUS]

Let him go to Prussia


[OFFICER & MALE CHORUS]

Let him go to Austria

Let him go and die there


[TROUBLEMAKER & MALE CHORUS]

Let him go


[OFFICER & MALE CHORUS]

Let him go


[TROUBLEMAKER, OFFICER & MALE CHORUS]

Let him rot wit his Austrian Queen


[CHORUS]

That the Republic at last can come into being

But wait, fate would intervene


[OFFICER]

A keen-eyed postmaster by chance


[OFFICER & CHORUS]

Recognized the King and Queen and


[CHORUS]

Rode ahead to raise the alarm


[RINGMASTER]

In Parliament the moderates have their say


[CONDORCET]

The King has not fled

He was kidnapped instead

And spirited away


[OFFICER]

To suggest that the King would run is a damnable lie


[CONDORCET]

It sticks in our throats and conflicts with our national pride


[OFFICER]

But the Austrian court

And Brunswick of course

Say they'll declare war

If the King's not restored


[TROUBLEMAKER (mimicking Brunswick)]

You must leave the King alone

Or all of Paris will be torn down

Down to the very last stone


[TROUBLEMAKER & OFFICER]

Paris will be pulverized

Down to the very last bone


[QUEEN]

When the carriage returned

The acrid smoke of bridges burned

Hung heavy like a stifled sigh

And they say the Queen had a tear in here eye


[OFFICER]

When through the carriage window

Louis turned to face his peers

A loyal friend, the Comte de Dampierre

Doffed his cap with elegance

In deference to the King

A brave and foolish thing to do

In light o f the prevailing mood


[CHORUS]

A few drops in her eye

A nice touch, a good try

Too little, too late

For a last roll of the die


[RINGMASTER & CHORUS]

The crowd in a gesture less than elegant

Brutally remove his head


[RINGMASTER]

Brutally remove his head


[CHORUS]

Brutally remove his head