It’s a Bore lyrics

(Honore)

Look at all the captivating fascinating things there are to do

(Gaston)

Name two

(Honore)

Look at all the pleasures

All the myriad of treasures we have got

(Gaston)

LIKE WHAT?

Look at Paris in the spring when each solitary thing is more beautiful than ever before

You can see every tree almost saying

"Look at me!"

What color are the trees? Green!

What color were they last year? Green!

And the next year? Green!

It's a bore

Don't you marvel at the power of the mighty Eiffel Tower

Knowing there it will remain evermore!

Climbing up to the sky

Over ninety stories high

How many stories? Ninety!

How many yesterday? Ninety!!

And tomorrow? Ninety!!!

It's a bore

The River Seine

All it can do is flow

But think of wine

It's red or white

But think of girls!

It's either yes or no

And if it's no or if it's yes

It simply couldn't matter less

But think of a race with your horse in seventh place

Where the bull is uncontrolled and he charges up and wins with a roar

It's a bore

Life is thrilling as can be

Simply not my cup of tea

It's a gay, romantic fling

If you like that sort of thing

It's intriguing

It's fatiguing

It's a game!

It's the same dull world wherever you go

Whatever place you are at

The earth is round

But everything on it is flat

Don't tell me Venice has no lure

Just a town without a sewer

The leaning tower I adore

Indecision is a bore

But think of the thrill in a bullfight in Seville where the bull is uncontrolled and he charges at a bull matador!

It's a bore

Think of lunch beneath the trees!

Stop the carriage if you please

You mean you don't want to come

The thought of lunch makes me numb

But I implore

Oh, no, uncle, it's a bore