Trina's Song / March of the Falsettos / Trina's Song - Reprise

I'm tired of all the happy men who rule the world

They grow—of that I'm sure

They grow—but don't mature

I'd like the chance to hide in that world

I'm listening

To these men who aren't quite men yet

But aren't boys

Make noise

And throw their knives

Their toys are people's lives

They fight too hard

And play too rough

They sometimes love, but not enough

My heart will beat at will, but still

It's crazy how they're acting

It's crazy my response

It's stupid how I love them

So dumb, how I anticipate their wants

But as long as they amuse me

That alone is what's required

So I'll roar

Like I'm wired

I'll explore what I'm feeling

Except what I'm feeling is tired

I'm tired

So tired of all the happy men who rule the world

Happy, frightened men who rule the world

Stupid, charming men

Silly, childish jerks

That said, I'll be his wife

I'll wed and change my life

I'll laugh, I'll smile, I'll welcome cheer

The time is right, the men are near

Now happiness and love appear

♪

March. March

March of the Falsettos

March of the Falsettos

Whee!

Who is

Man enough to march to

March of the Falsettos?

C'mere

One foot

Following the other

Teach it to your brother

Make him

March

March

March of the Falsettos

March of the Falsettos

March a little bit

March a little bit

March a little bit

On

Four men, swaying in

Phosphorescence

Keep replaying their

Adolescence

Four men marching

But never mincing

Four men marching

Is so convincing

It's a goddamn surety

We're lacking in maturity

♪

March

March

March

March

Marvin's always wary

March

March

March

March

Does this mean that I'm a fairy?

March

March

March

March

What a stupid theory!

March

March

March

March

Whizzer says it doesn't, dearie

Don't be scared

Don't get tight

Asses bared

My delight

Shared

With

Four

Young

Men

Alone in the night

March. March

March of the Falsettos

March of the Falsettos

Who is

Man enough to march to

March of the Falsettos?

Hi

One foot

Following the other!

Practice it on one another

March. March

March of the Falsettos

March of the Falsettos

March of the Falsettos

Marching home!

Home

♪

Please forgive my former shpieling—

It does not concern the man

As for doubts that I've been feeling

I'll ignore them when I can

And the things that I must do

I'll do to make this all succeed

I'll commit, that's agreed

And with wit and precision

I've made a decision

To get the things I need

God, I'll try, try

I'll cry

No, I'll laugh—and unafraid

I'll laugh—and hire a maid

I'll fight the gods, I'll fight my ex

I'll beat the odds, I'll have good sex

My future's now on trial

I smile