No homework, nothing to do... the product? A re-written Broadway song. Oooookaaaaay.

I saw the play a while ago in NY, and this particular song stuck with me. It's time to go to Youtube again, kiddies! Search "Anything Goes (2011 Broadway Revival)- You're The Top". There's a longer version, too, but I didn't feel like writing that much. It gets stuck in your head so easily, yet it's almost impossible to memorize all the lyrics...

"Bah dah dah bah dah bah dah dah bah dah hm hm hm hm -FOR GOP!"

I like both AusHun (melancholy) and PruHun (funny like ha-ha). They both have their sweet moments... "Eierkuchen" (aye-oh-koo-hun) is a type of Austrian egg cake. Of course. Enjoy! A=Austria H=Hungary BOTH=sound it out

Hungary and Austria- You're The Top

(in Austria's music/piano room)

A: *sitting motionless at piano* Sigh... this sucks. I can't play a single note...

H: *pops head in room* Helloo-o? Austriaa? What's wrong? Aren't you going to practice your new song?

A: It's that darned Prussia... and those other guys, too. This war is taking a toll on my unique music skills. I feel very sad. Why?

H: Hey, cheer up! I can go whup his cowardly ass for you again, if you want. And you can come and bring me sandwiches!

A: No, that won't be necessary. *pinches bridge of nose* I just wish he didn't go parading his "awesomeness" around everywhere. It makes me feel like Bach's second in B flat.

H:

A: Like crap, Hungary.

H: Oh.

A: It doesn't matter...

H:

A:

H: …Hey.

A: What?

H: If you think that douchenozzel comes anywhere close to you, you're wrong.

A: *looks up* Really?

H: Of course! He can't compete at all with your looks! ...Your music! ...Your food! Your...

(lee!)

H: I think we're both aware

That in our pair

You're a clearly more musical guy-

When it comes to lyrics, instead of try

I let them lie...

Until they die

-But in these situations

and complications

I hope you won't find my singing dull...

-So if this sonnet

Just ain't your bonnet

At least it'll tell you you're Vunderful!

-You're the top

You're a field of soldiers

You're the top

-You're catapults with boulders

… You're a sausage roll

That's got tasty soul

In sauce!

You're a straight-A student, not at all impudent,

Yooou're schoolyard lacrosse!

-You're the plan

Of the squadron's captain

You're the pan

With which I'll beat their heads in!

-I'm a broken figurette

And this hair, you bet

-It's a mop!

But if, baby, I'm the bottom, you're the top!

A: Your words are like honey

To the ears of a bunny

-I'm only saying, they're so in tune

That with them, and some eierkuchen and prunes

With a spoon...

I'll feel better soon

-Now, I must agree

That with the aid of me

Your song won't sound too bad-

So if I could inticense

Some po-e-tic license

This is what I hope I could add...

*plays piano*...

-You're the top

You're the bass and treble

You're the top

-You're a lively rebel

…You're a twinkling star

As tomatoes are

To Spain!

You're a summer flower, or an April shower

Yooou're -uhm- not insane!

-You're the friend

Who loves InuYasha

You defend

Me from that douchehead Prussia

-I'm a washed-up sap

A complete mishap

-Such a bop!

But if, "baby," I'm the bottom, you're the top!

H: -You're the top

-You're a violet Maui

You're the top

-You're five-chapter yaoi

… You're a berry cake

That's been rolled to bake

With cream!

You're a pancake cooker-

A: You're tea with sugar!

H: Yooou're THE GUILLOTINE!

A: *gulp*

-You're a rose

Not at all like France's

H: You're the pose

Of Atilla's lances

-I'm a background chick

Just a curly hick

-A prop!

But if, baby, I'm the bottom, you're the top!

A: -You're the top

You're a William Shakespeare

You're the top

-You're Theresa's birth year

… You're a song, at best

Full of chords and rests

And riffs!

You're a gardener's barrow

You're a-

H: Flaming arrow!

A: Yooou're Beethoven's fifth!

H: -You're the one

With a standing ovation-

A: You're the "fun"

That's in "funimation"

-I'm a flimsy sail

Such an epic fail-

H: Ka-PLOP!

A: But if, baby, I'm the bottom-

H: But if, baby, I'm the bottom-

BOTH: But if, baby, I'm the botoooooomm...

You're the tooooooooop! *riding on piano which is rolling away*

~KK~