Tuscaloosa Children's Theatre presents "My Son Pinocchio Jr." - "Bravo Stromboli"

Tuscaloosa Children's Theatre presents Disney's My Son Pinocchio Jr. at the Historic Bama Theatre in Tuscaloosa, Alabama. April 24th - 26th, 2015.

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After years of a second-rate act on second-class circuit,
After years of obscurity, toiling in doubt and in debt,
Comes a chance I could perk up my luck, and I'm going to perk it.
Think of the rapture
Once we recapture
That marvelous marionette.
Remember the audience cheering the puppet who's stringless?
Remember them throwing those purses of gold our way?
It's clear a performance without him is going to bring less.
We've got to find him,
Catch him and bind him,
And cage him again
Till we stage him again
And they say, "Hooray!"
"Bravo, Stromboli!" (Bravo!)
"Bravo, Stromboli!" (Maestro)
"Bravo, Stromboli!
Practically holy,
You are a showman
Second to no man."
And with the tickets
Selling so quick, it's
Making us ancy
For if we can't see
Signor Stromboli an imbroglio
There's going to be
Stromboli, bravi-
ssimo!
But what if we never can find our dear little dummy? (Oh.)
Farewell to my riches, addio, admiring throngs. No!
I will not allow my good fortune to be taken from me.
We'll search for Pinnochio
From here to Tokyo
And bring him back where he belongs.
Perhaps little Woody's forgotten that he signed a contract
That binds him to me in each codicil, rider, and clause.
Ensuring whenever my orchestra strikes up their entract
He'll be appearing,
And I'll be hearing
The jingle of coins and the tingling sound of applause.
"Bravo, Stromboli!" (Bravo!)
"Bravo, Stromboli!" (Magnifico.)
We'll name a cannoli
After Stromboli
We who are lowly
Think of you solely
As the Napoleon of puppeteers.
After all of the years,
All of the tears,
Hearing the cheers
Ring in my ears.
Silence the scoffers,
Fill up the coffers,
Weighing the offers
Everyone proffers.
They're dying to back you with such a spectacular show.
They ooh and they ahh.
Acclaim and eclat.
Stromboli, Hurrah!
Bravo!
We go!