(I Am Not Worthy of Your Love)
John:
I’m John
Henckley
You are
Stephen Sondheim on high
Stephen
Tell me, Stephen, how
I should sing your words
I would do Passion
I would do Follies
I would play Sweeney Todd for you
He liked to kill people too.
I am unworthy of your words
Stephen, darlin’
Let me prove worthy of your words
You are a king to theatre nerds
Just like me
But I’m as baffled as can be...
Squeaky:
I am
Squeaky
You are
Every lunatic’s God
Stephen
Charlie Manson applauds me
And your words!
Words like ?
Words like Dick Nixon
I will assassinate on cue
If that’s what you want me to do.
I am unworthy of your words
Stephen, darlin’
All of your fans walk out in herds
Let me be worthy of your
Complex melody
John:
Teach me to count in five-four time!
Squeaky:
Put me through music theory hell
John:
Cut me with every perfect rhyme
Squeaky:
Couldn’t you just write Carousel?
John:
What is that dotted note?
Squeaky:
I have a rubbish throat!
Both:
Even though
I will always
Know...
I am unworthy of your words
Stephen, darlin’
I cannot sing your minor thirds
I am so tortured but
I know now what to do
I have to turn my gun on you.
(Gunshot)
Your words...
Are through.