JEFF We can either follow our instinct Or take advice from every joker We can either be distinct Or wind up merely mediocre But not me Not me
When we set out to write this musical We said we’d write a show that we wanna see We knew we’d never please everyone Remember that day at Gristedes You said to me You said to me
I’d rather be nine people’s favorite thing Than a hundred people’s ninth favorite thing Nine peoples favorite thing Than a hundred people’s ninth favorite thing
HUNTER Yeah, you’re right, Jeffy let’s not compromise Let’s keep making something we’ve never seen A risk was taken with “On the Town” And look what happened Betty and Adolph burst Onto the scene
JEFF AND HUNTER A shout out to Comden and Green
And when Bock and Harnick were writing “Tenderloin” They were taking a risk to write a show about whores When Kander and Ebb were working on the Rink I’d like to think at some point; John looked at Fred and said
I’d rather be nine people’s favorite thing Than a hundred people’s ninth favorite thing
JEFF, HUNTER, SUSAN, AND HEIDI Nine people’s favorite thing than a hundred people’s ninth favorite thing
HEIDI When you handed me the first draft of this show I’ll admit I was a little bit “what the fuck?” But I’m not giving up on you guys until all of us have learned to knit On the bus and truck On the bus and truck
And who says four chairs and a keyboard Can’t make a musical We’re enough with only that keyboard We’re okay with only four chairs We’ll be fine with only four chairs We’ll rock hard with only four chairs
JEFF, HUNTER, SUSAN, AND HEIDI Ahhh-ah Oooo-ah Ahhh-ah Oooo-ahhhhhhh
SUSAN I am eight years old in Ohio It is time for the annual church bazaar There’s a cake-baking contest I am going to be the big star But I don’t want to make a German chocolate And a seven-layer I’ll never complete So I show up with pride this morning With a tray of rice-crispie treats
And they try to push them aside Say that they are too strange to compete And sure, most of the judges award the red velvet But one picks the rice-crispie treats Let our show be the rice-crispie treat
I’d rather be nine people’s favorite thing Than a hundred peoples ninth favorite thing
SUSAN AND HEIDI Nine people’s favorite thing Than a hundred people’s ninth favorite thing
JEFF, HUNTER, SUSAN, AND HEIDI Those nine people will tell nine people Then we’ll have eighteen people loving the show Then eighteen people could grow into Five-hundred and twenty-five-thousand, six-hundred people Loving our show
JEFF AND HUNTER And maybe someday if we’re lucky enough We’ll all be in a studio recording the show
JEFF, HUNTER, SUSAN, AND HEIDI And ten years from now when we play the cast album This track on the CD Will remind us of why we’d rather be
Nine peoples favorite thing Than a hundred peoples ninth favorite thing Nine people’s favorite thing Than a hundred people’s ninth favorite thing
JEFF AND HUNTER So the decision’s made And we’re on our way And we may lose or maybe we might Be nine people’s favorite thing
HEIDI AND SUSAN Nine people’s favorite
JEFF, HUNTER, SUSAN, AND HEIDI When we open tonight Tonight