Opening Night - Mel Brooks

Opening night, it’s opening night

It’s Max Bialystock’s latest show

Will it flop or will it go?

The cast is taking its final bow

Here comes the audience now

The doors are open, they’re on their way

Let’s hear what they have to say

He’s done it again

He’s done it again

Max Bialystock has done it again

We can’t believe it

You can’t conceive it

How’d he achieve it?

It’s the worst show in town

We sat there sighing

Groaning and crying

There’s no denying

It’s the worst show in town

Oh, we wanted to stand up and hiss

We’ve seen shit, but never like this

Max Bialystock has done it again

The songs were rotten

The book was stinkin'

What he did to Shakespeare

Booth did to Lincoln

We couldn’t leave faster, what a disaster

We are still in shock

Who produced this schlock?

That slimy, sleazy Max Bialystock

(spoken)

What a bum!