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The Great Dictator
Millie:
Any second now with the Great Dictator
Taking down his waffle on a weight of paper
Puffing out his hot air all over the shop
Lining up his letters till my short hand drops off
Chumley:
Come take a letter
Chumley:
Dear Mr. Hargreaves
I'm so pleased to invite
You and your lovely wife
To the "Looking Glass Ball"
Tomorrow night
We value all your custom
Millie:
Why do I have to work here for the Great Dictator?
Taking down his waffle on a weight of paper
Scribbling out his hot air all over the shop
Lining up his letters till my short hand drops off.
I don't want to write for the Great Dictator
Papering the cracks for the Mirror Maker
Dash and dot with semi to colon
Dear Mr. and Mrs. this and so on
Millie:
Why do I have to work here for the Great Dictator?
Taking down his waffle on a weight of paper
Scribbling out his hot air all over the shop
Lining up his letters till my short hand drops off.
I don't want to write for the Great Dictator
Papering the cracks for the Mirror Maker
Dash and dot with semi to colon
Dear Mr. and Mrs. this and so on
And do hope you can come
The annual ball is a chance to meet
And get some business done
It promises to be
A night of luxury
Please reply to me
A.S.A.P.
Chumley:
Yours sincerely
Ronald Henry Chumley
Jeremy:
Did you enjoy the entertainment?
Millie:
Almost knocked out he's intoxicated
Jeremy:
He works so hard on the whisky bottle
Millie:
I fear one day that he may just topple
Chumley:
I don't want to be the Great Placator
Letter after letter, you know how I hate the
Signing at the bottom with a flourish of ink
Customary politeness meaning nothing nothing
I don't want to speak at the Ball tomorrow
Need a lot of drink make it easy to swallow
Propping up my patter with a bottle of gin
Mouthing money matters with portly penguins
Millie: (Jeremy in brackets)
Dear Mr. Hargreaves
I'm so pleased to invite
You and your (nightmare) lovely wife
To the "Looking Glass Ball"
tomorrow night
We value all your (money) custom
And do hope you (can't) can come
The annual ball is a chance to (flirt) meet
(And get a bit of skirt)
It promises to be
A night of (comedy) luxury
Please reply to me
A.S.A.P.
Chumley:
Millie
Come take a letter
Jeremy:
Who is that hanging on your arm
At the Looking Glass Ball tonight
She's a wow going down a storm
Your very own Queen of the Night
How do you do it, Jerry lad
You surely have whatever it takes
Millie:
It promises to be
A night of luxury
As romance blooms for you
We'll have to pull him through
(Millie repeats the above)
You're a man amongst men tonight
Putting all of us lads in this shade
Who is that in the looking glass
Say could it possibly be
Jeremy lads found his love at last
Maybee he'll go down on one knee
Jeremy:
Such a charming scene
tomorrow
(Moves right upstage)
swallow
The office boy
Has come of age I dont want to speak at the ball
Need a lot of drink make it easy to
Propping up my patter with a bottle of of gin
Mouthing money matters with portly penguins
Chumley:
Stop your romancing
There`s work to be done
Chumleys is moving
We've only begun
Millie:
The great dictator
Resumes his reign
Back to the grindstone
His minions again
Jeremy:
I think that dear Ron
Needs some love in his life
Put down his business
And take out his wife
Take out his wife
Take out his wife
Lights down.
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