It’s a Bore lyrics
by Howard McGillin
[HONORÉ]
Look at all the captivating
Fascinating things there are to do
[GASTON, spoken]
Name two
[HONORÉ]
Look at all the pleasures
All the myriad of treasures we have got
[GASTON, spoken]
Like what?
[HONORÉ]
Look at Paris in the spring
When each solitary thing
Is more beautiful than ever before
You can hear every tree
Almost saying, "Look at me!"
[GASTON, spoken]
What color are the trees?
[HONORÉ, spoken]
Green
[GASTON, spoken]
What color were they last year?
[HONORÉ, spoken]
Green
[GASTON, spoken]
And next year?
[HONORE, spoken]
Green
[GASTON]
It's a bore
But now marvel at the power
Of the mighty Eiffel Tower
Knowing there it will remain evermore
Climbing up to the sky
Over ninety stories high
[HONORÉ, spoken]
How many stories?
[GASTON, spoken]
Ninety
[HONORÉ, spoken]
What does it matter?
[GASTON, spoken]
It's stunning!
[HONORÉ, spoken]
If you say so
[GASTON]
It's no bore
[HONORÉ]
Now the Seine
[GASTON]
All it can do is flow
[HONORÉ]
But think of wine
[GASTON]
It's red or white
[HONORÉ]
But think of girls
[GASTON]
It's either yes or no
And if it's no or if it's yes
It simply couldn't matter less
[HONORÉ, spoken]
Gaston!
[GASTON]
It's the same dull world wherever you go
Whatever place you are at
[GASTON, spoken]
The earth is round
But everything on it is flat
[HONORÉ, spoken]
Uh huh
[HONORÉ]
Don't tell me Venice has no lure?
[GASTON]
It's a town that needs a sewer
The Leaning Tower I adore
[HONORÉ]
Engineering is a bore
Think of a race
With your horse in seventh place
Then he suddenly begins
And he catches up and wins
With a roar!
[GASTON]
What a bore
[HONORÉ]
Then think of lunch beneath the trees
[GASTON]
You'll excuse me, if you please
[HONORÉ]
You mean you don't want to come?
[GASTON]
The thought of lunch leaves me numb
[HONORÉ]
But I implore
[GASTON, spoken]
Oh no, Uncle
[HONORÉ, spoken]
Oh, Gaston
[GASTON & HONORÉ]
It's a bore! (It's not a bore!)