Cakes And Ale Lyrics

TOBY

SOME GO EARLY TO BED,

LIKE MY SISTER'S DAUGHTER.

SOME ARE HAPPILY FED

JUST ON BREAD AND WATER.

I HAVE FIGURED A WAY

LIFE CAN BE MUCH RICHER -

THE SECRET OF WHICH I WILL CONVEY

IF YOU GET THE PITCHER.

ANDREW

I do indeed get the picture, Sir Toby.

TOBY

Of ale.

ANDREW

Oh.

TOBY

FIRST YOU TAKE A TINY SWIG OF ALE,

YOUR THIRST TO SLAKE - BUT THEN THE TASTE IS STALE.

SO NOW TO MAKE IT BETTER HAVE SOME CAKE.

BID THE BITTERNESS GOODBYE.

BUT NOW YOUR MOUTH IS DRY...

SO FIRST YOU TAKE A TINY SWIG OF ALE,

YOUR THIRST TO SLAKE - BUT THEN THE TASTE IS STALE.

SO NOW TO MAKE IT BETTER HAVE SOME CAKE.

BID THE BITTERNESS GOODBYE.

CAKES AND ALE!

LET THE MORALLY-MINDED RANT AND RAIL.

ALL THEIR HOLLERING IS TO NO AVAIL,

FOR I FOR ONE WON'T FAIL

TO GET MY CAKES AND ALE!

FIRST

ANDREW

FIRST

TOBY

YOU TAKE

ANDREW

YOU TAKE

TOBY

A TINY SWIG OF ALE

FESTE

A SWIG OF ALE

TOBY

YOUR THIRST

ANDREW

YOUR THIRST

TOBY

TO SLAKE

ANDREW

TO SLAKE

TOBY

BUT THEN THE TASTE IS STALE

FESTE

THE TASTE IS STALE

TOBY

SO NOW, TO MAKE IT BETTER

ANDREW

HAVE SOME CAKE?

TOBY

BID THE BITTERNESS GOODBYE

ANDREW

BUT NOW MY MOUTH IS DRY

TOBY AND FESTE

RIGHT!

SO FIRST YOU TAKE A TINY SWIG OF ALE,

YOUR THIRST TO SLAKE - BUT THEN THE TASTE IS STALE.

SO NOW TO MAKE IT BETTER HAVE SOME CAKE.

BID THE BITTERNESS GOODBYE.

BUT NOW YOUR MOUTH IS DRY

SO FIRST YOU TAKE A SWIG OF ALE,

YOUR THIRST TO SLAKE - THE TASTE IS STALE.

SO NOW TO MAKE IT BETTER HAVE CAKE.

BITTERNESS GOODBYE.

NOW YOUR MOUTH IS DRY

SO FIRST YOU TAKE A SWIG OF ALE,

YOUR THIRST TO SLAKE - THE TASTE IS STALE.

SO NOW TO MAKE IT BETTER HAVE CAKE.

BITTERNESS GOODBYE.

YOUR MOUTH IS DRY

SO FIRST TO SLAKE YOUR THIRST

YOU TAKE A SWIG OF ALE -

THE TASTE IS STALE.

SO NOW TO MAKE IT BETTER HAVE CAKE.

BITTERNESS BYE.

ANDREW

MOUTH DRY

TOBY

FIRST,

ANDREW AND FESTE

THIRST!

TOBY

ALE,

ANDREW AND FESTE

STALE!

TOBY

CAKE,

ANDREW AND FESTE

TAKE!

TOBY

TRY,

ANDREW AND FESTE

DRY!

TOBY

CAKES AND ALE!

ANDREW AND FESTE

CAKES AND ALE!

TOBY

WHY GO WANDERING OVER HILL AND DALE

ANDREW AND FESTE

HILL AND DALE

TOBY

ON A MISSION TO FIND THE HOLY GRAIL,

WHEN THERE'S A WELL-WORN TRAIL

TOBY, ANDREW, AND FESTE

THAT LEADS TO CAKES AND ALE?

MARIA

What in God's name is going on down here?

TOBY

Hush, woman. We are conducting very important research here.

MARIA

Well your research has awakened the whole house, and I have no doubt Master Malvolio in on his way even now to throw you all

out.

TOBY

But listen, Maria. We have made a discovery.

MARIA

What is that?

TOBY

Observe.

FIRST YOU TAKE A TINY SWIG OF ALE,

YOUR THIRST TO SLAKE...

ANDREW

BUT THEN THE TASTE IS STALE.

SO NOW TO MAKE IT BETTER HAVE SOME CAKE.

FESTE

BID THE BITTERNESS GOODBYE.

TOBY

YOU KNOW HOW IT GOES BOYS!

TOBY, ANDREW, AND FESTE

CAKES AND ALE!

WHEN YOU'RE HAVING 'EM BY THE POUND OR PAIL...

ANDREW

WHEN A KNIGHT CAN BECOME A NIGHTINGALE...

TOBY, ANDREW, AND FESTE

THE THING THAT MAKES YOU MALE

IS HAVING CAKES AND -

MALVOLIO

My masters, are you mad? Have you no respect for persons, place, or time?

TOBY

We did keep time, sir - in our music.

MALVOLIO

Sir Toby, I must be round with you. Though my lady harbors you as a kinsman, she has little patience for your habits. And if

you do not amend yourself, I will very happily throw you and your drunken rabble out of the house.

TOBY

Are you anything more than a servant? Do you think because you are virtuous that there will be no more cakes and ale? Go!

Rub your chain with crumbs.

MALVOLIO

Mistress Mary, if you had any consideration for Lady Olivia, you would put a stop to this drunken riot rather than

encouraging it.

MARIA

I came down here for that exact purpose, Master Malvolio. I have been scolding them, pleading with them, threatening them.

The truth of it is, I have spoke so many words trying to maintain order in this house that now...my mouth is dry!

TOBY

Might I make a suggestion?

MARIA

By all means, Sir Toby.

TOBY

FIRST YOU TAKE A TINY SWIG OF ALE,

MARIA

Don't mind if I do.

TOBY AND ANDREW

YOUR THIRST TO SLAKE. BUT THEN THE TASTE IS STALE.

MARIA

Yes, it is rather.

TOBY, ANDREW, AND FESTE

SO NOW TO MAKE IT BETTER HAVE SOME CAKE.

BID THE BITTERNESS GOODBYE.

BUT NOW YOUR MOUTH IS DRY

TOBY, ANDREW, FESTE, AND MARIA

FIRST YOU TAKE A TINY SWIG OF ALE

MALVOLIO

So that's how it is, then?

TOBY, ANDREW, FESTE, AND MARIA

YOUR THIRST TO SLAKE.

BUT THEN THE TASTE IS STALE.

MALVOLIO

All four of you united in your depravity.

TOBY, ANDREW, FESTE AND MARIA

SO NOW, TO MAKE

IT BETTER, HAVE SOME CAKE.

MALVOLIO

My Lady shall hear of this!

TOBY, ANDREW FESTE, AND MARIA

AND BID THE BITTERNESS GOODBYE!

TOBY

MY MOUTH IS DRY!

Cakes And Ale Lyrics From The Musical Illyria


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