The only way to get what you want is to become a human yourself. Can you do that? My dear, sweet child. That's what I do. It's what I live for. To help unfortunate merfolk like yourself. Poor souls with no one else to turn to. I admit that in the past I've been a nasty They weren't kidding when they called me, well, a witch But you'll find that nowadays I've mended all my ways Repented, seen the light, and made a switch To this True? Yes. And I fortunately know a little magic It's a talent that I always have possessed And dear lady, please don't laugh I use it on behalf Of the miserable, the lonely, and depressed (pathetic) Poor unfortunate souls In pain, in need This one longing to be thinner That one wants to get the girl And do I help them? Yes, indeed Those poor unfortunate souls So sad, so true They come flocking to my cauldron Crying, "Spells, Ursula, please!" And I help them! Yes I do Now it's happened once or twice Someone couldn't pay the price And I'm afraid I had to rake 'em 'cross the coals Yes I've had the odd complaint But on the whole I've been a saint To those poor unfortunate souls Have we got a deal? If I become human, I'll never be with my father or sisters again. But you'll have your man, heh heh. Life's full of tough choices, isn't it? Heh heh. Oh, and there is one more thing. We haven't discussed the subject of payment. But I don't have- I'm not asking much, just a token really, a trifle! What I want from you is - your voice. But without my voice, how can I- You'll have your looks, your pretty face. And don't underestimate the importance of body language, ha! The men up there don't like a lot of blabber They think a girl who gossips is a bore! Yet on land it's much prefered for ladies not to say a word And after all dear, what is idle babble for? Come on, they're not all that impressed with conversation True gentlemen avoid it when they can But they dote and swoon and fawn On a lady who's withdrawn It's she who holds her tongue who get's a man Come on you poor unfortunate soul Go ahead! Make your choice! I'm a very busy woman and I haven't got all day It won't cost much Just your voice! You poor unfortunate soul It's sad but true If you want to cross the bridge, my sweet You've got the pay the toll Take a gulp and take a breath And go ahead and sign the scroll Flotsam, Jetsam, now I've got her, boys The boss is on a roll This poor unfortunate soul Beluga sevruga Come winds of the Caspian Sea Larengix glaucitis Et max laryngitis La voce to me Now, sing! Aah... Keep singing!
I admit that in the past I've been a nasty They weren't kidding when they called me, well, a witch But you'll find that nowadays I've mended all my ways Repented, seen the light, and made a switch To this True? Yes. And I fortunately know a little magic It's a talent that I always have possessed And dear lady, please don't laugh I use it on behalf Of the miserable, the lonely, and depressed (pathetic) Poor unfortunate souls In pain, in need This one longing to be thinner That one wants to get the girl And do I help them? Yes, indeed Those poor unfortunate souls So sad, so true They come flocking to my cauldron Crying, "Spells, Ursula, please!" And I help them! Yes I do Now it's happened once or twice Someone couldn't pay the price And I'm afraid I had to rake 'em 'cross the coals Yes I've had the odd complaint But on the whole I've been a saint To those poor unfortunate souls Have we got a deal? If I become human, I'll never be with my father or sisters again. But you'll have your man, heh heh. Life's full of tough choices, isn't it? Heh heh. Oh, and there is one more thing. We haven't discussed the subject of payment. But I don't have- I'm not asking much, just a token really, a trifle! What I want from you is - your voice. But without my voice, how can I- You'll have your looks, your pretty face. And don't underestimate the importance of body language, ha! The men up there don't like a lot of blabber They think a girl who gossips is a bore! Yet on land it's much prefered for ladies not to say a word And after all dear, what is idle babble for? Come on, they're not all that impressed with conversation True gentlemen avoid it when they can But they dote and swoon and fawn On a lady who's withdrawn It's she who holds her tongue who get's a man Come on you poor unfortunate soul Go ahead! Make your choice! I'm a very busy woman and I haven't got all day It won't cost much Just your voice! You poor unfortunate soul It's sad but true If you want to cross the bridge, my sweet You've got the pay the toll Take a gulp and take a breath And go ahead and sign the scroll Flotsam, Jetsam, now I've got her, boys The boss is on a roll This poor unfortunate soul Beluga sevruga Come winds of the Caspian Sea Larengix glaucitis Et max laryngitis La voce to me Now, sing! Aah... Keep singing!
Para obtener lo que quieres Deberás convertirte en humano Ohhh y usted podría hacerlo? Pero pequeña y dulce niña Eso hago, para eso vivo Para ayudar almas en infortunio Como la tuya Sola triste y sin tener con quien contar Yo admito que solía ser muy mala No bromeaban al decir que bruja soy Pero ahora encontraras Que mi camino enmendé Que firmemente arrepentida estoy Cierto es Por fortuna conozco algo de magia Un talento que yo siempre poseí Y últimamente no te rías Lo uso en favor De miserables que sufren depresión Patético Pobres almas en desgracia Que sufren necesidad Esta quiere ser delgada Y este quiere una pareja Quien los ayudo, yo lo hice Pobres almas en desgracia Tan tristes, tan solas Vienen rogando en mi caldera Implorando mis hechizos Quien los ayudo, lo hice yo Un par de veces me ha pasado Que el precio no han pagado Y tuve que sus cuerpos disolver Todos se han quejado Pero la santa me han llamado Estas pobres almas en desgracia Aceptas querida Si me convierto en humana Ya no veré a mi padre Ni a mis hermanas Pero tendrás a tu hombre (rizas) Es difícil decidir en la vida No crees Ariel (rizas) Ohhh y además hay otro Pequeño detalle No hemos hablado de cómo me pagaras No se puede recibir sin dar nada a cambio Pero yo no tengo nada que…. No es mucho lo que pido Lo que quiero es tu voz Pero sin mi voz como Eso no importa te vez muy bien No olvides que tan solo tu belleza Es más que suficiente jaaaaa Los hombres no te buscas si les hablas No creo que los quieras aburrir Allá arriba es preferido Que las damas no conversen A no ser que no te quieras divertir Veras que no logras nada conversando A menos que los pienses ahuyentar Admirada tu serás si callada siempre estas Sujeta bien tu lengua y triunfaras Ariel! Pobre alma en desgracia Que harás Piensa ya No me queda mucho tiempo Y ocupada voy a estar Y solamente es tu voz Pobre alma en desgracia Que haré por ti Si tú quieres ser feliz Entonces tienes que pagar No te vas a arrepentir No dudes más y firma ya Que sencillo fue Que tonta es Muy pronto salvare A esta pobre alma de aquel magia de bruja yo comienzo a convocar hechizos marinos que laringitis den acudan a mi...
Je n'ai pas toujours été gentille et sincère, J'ai vraiment mérité le nom de sorcière. Mais vous verrez qu'aujourd'hui, je suis bonne avec autrui, Repentie, j'ai voulu faire marche arrière. Oui ? Oui ! Il est vrai que je connais un peu de magie, C'est un talent que j'ai toujours possédé. Qu'aujourd'hui par bonté d'âme, j'ai mis, je le proclame, Au service de tous les cas désespérés. Pathétique ! Pauvres âmes en perdition, En mal de tout. Cette âme-là rêve d'être un squelette, L'autre cherche une amourette, Et moi qu'est-ce que je dis ? Je dis oui ! Toutes ces âmes en perdition, En mal de tout. Elles débarquent dans mes chaudrons, En braillant : "Ursula sauve-nous", Et moi j'accepte, quelle question ! Il est tout de même arrivé, Que l'une ne puisse pas payer, Et que j'avoue l'avoir fait frire, sans compassion. C'est vrai que j'ai eu des plaintes, Mais tous comptes faits, je suis une Sainte ! Pour toutes les âmes en perdition ! Ah, je peux dire que les Humains n'aiment pas les pipelettes, Qu'ils pensent que les bavardes sont assommantes ! Que lorsqu'une femme sait tenir sa langue, Elle est toujours bien plus plus charmante, Qu'après tout à quoi çà sert d'être savante ? En plus, ils ont une Sainte horreur de la conversation, Un gentleman fait tout pour l'éviter. Mais ils se roulent et rampent aux pieds de la femme réservée, C'est la Reine du silence qui se fait aimer ! N'aies pas peur, Pauvres âmes en perdition, Décides-toi, fais ton choix ! Je suis une femme très occupée, Et je n'y passerai pas la journée. Ça ne te coûtera ... que ta voix ! Ma pauvre âme en perdition, En mal d'amour. Si tu veux vraiment passer le pont, Faut payer l'addition. Avale bien, respire à fond, Signe le contrat et mets ton nom. Flotsam, Jetsam, je la tiens les enfants, Je complète ma collection, D'une pauvre âme en perdition !
People say I'm rude and racist the racist part I just made up but I have a story to tell I admit that in the past I've been a nasty They weren't kidding when they called me, well, a witch But you'll find that nowadays I've mended all my ways Repented, seen the light, and made a switch To this True? Yes. And I fortunately know a little magic It's a talent that I always have possessed And dear lady, please don't laugh I use it on behalf Of the miserable, the lonely, and depressed (pathetic) Poor unfortunate souls In pain, in need This one longing to be thinner That one wants to get the girl And do I help them? Yes, indeed Those poor unfortunate souls So sad, so true They come flocking to my cauldron Crying, "Spells, Ursula, please!" And I help them! Yes I do Now it's happened once or twice Someone couldn't pay the price And I'm afraid I had to rake 'em 'cross the coals Yes I've had the odd complaint But on the whole I've been a saint To those poor unfortunate souls Have we got a deal? If I become human, I'll never be with my father or sisters again. But you'll have your man, heh heh. Life's full of tough choices, isn't it? Heh heh. Oh, and there is one more thing. We haven't discussed the subject of payment. But I don't have- I'm not asking much, just a token really, a trifle! What I want from you is - your voice. But without my voice, how can I- You'll have your looks, your pretty face. And don't underestimate the importance of body language, ha! The men up there don't like a lot of blabber They think a girl who gossips is a bore! Yet on land it's much prefered for ladies not to say a word And after all dear, what is idle babble for? Come on, they're not all that impressed with conversation True gentlemen avoid it when they can But they dote and swoon and fawn On a lady who's withdrawn It's she who holds her tongue who get's a man Come on you poor unfortunate soul Go ahead! Make your choice! I'm a very busy woman and I haven't got all day It won't cost much Just your voice! You poor unfortunate soul It's sad but true If you want to cross the bridge, my sweet You've got the pay the toll Take a gulp and take a breath And go ahead and sign the scroll Flotsam, Jetsam, now I've got her, boys The boss is on a roll This poor unfortunate soul Beluga sevruga Come winds of the Caspian Sea Larengix glaucitis Et max laryngitis La voce to me
Coming back here to be sad that I never got to preform this. We were a week and a half away from the show and then *woosh* covid. :/
Ah no way!!! The same thing happened to me too :( I was so stoked to play one of my fav villains
The only way to get what you want is to become a human yourself.
Can you do that?
My dear, sweet child. That's what I do. It's what I live for.
To help unfortunate merfolk like yourself.
Poor souls with no one else to turn to.
I admit that in the past I've been a nasty
They weren't kidding when they called me, well, a witch
But you'll find that nowadays
I've mended all my ways
Repented, seen the light, and made a switch
To this
True? Yes.
And I fortunately know a little magic
It's a talent that I always have possessed
And dear lady, please don't laugh
I use it on behalf
Of the miserable, the lonely, and depressed (pathetic)
Poor unfortunate souls
In pain, in need
This one longing to be thinner
That one wants to get the girl
And do I help them?
Yes, indeed
Those poor unfortunate souls
So sad, so true
They come flocking to my cauldron
Crying, "Spells, Ursula, please!"
And I help them!
Yes I do
Now it's happened once or twice
Someone couldn't pay the price
And I'm afraid I had to rake 'em 'cross the coals
Yes I've had the odd complaint
But on the whole I've been a saint
To those poor unfortunate souls
Have we got a deal?
If I become human, I'll never be with my father or sisters again.
But you'll have your man, heh heh. Life's full of tough choices, isn't it? Heh heh.
Oh, and there is one more thing.
We haven't discussed the subject of payment.
But I don't have-
I'm not asking much, just a token really, a trifle!
What I want from you is - your voice.
But without my voice, how can I-
You'll have your looks, your pretty face.
And don't underestimate the importance of body language, ha!
The men up there don't like a lot of blabber
They think a girl who gossips is a bore!
Yet on land it's much prefered for ladies not to say a word
And after all dear, what is idle babble for?
Come on, they're not all that impressed with conversation
True gentlemen avoid it when they can
But they dote and swoon and fawn
On a lady who's withdrawn
It's she who holds her tongue who get's a man
Come on you poor unfortunate soul
Go ahead!
Make your choice!
I'm a very busy woman and I haven't got all day
It won't cost much
Just your voice!
You poor unfortunate soul
It's sad but true
If you want to cross the bridge, my sweet
You've got the pay the toll
Take a gulp and take a breath
And go ahead and sign the scroll
Flotsam, Jetsam, now I've got her, boys
The boss is on a roll
This poor unfortunate soul
Beluga sevruga
Come winds of the Caspian Sea
Larengix glaucitis
Et max laryngitis
La voce to me
Now, sing!
Aah...
Keep singing!
I admit that in the past I've been a nasty
They weren't kidding when they called me, well, a witch
But you'll find that nowadays
I've mended all my ways
Repented, seen the light, and made a switch
To this
True? Yes.
And I fortunately know a little magic
It's a talent that I always have possessed
And dear lady, please don't laugh
I use it on behalf
Of the miserable, the lonely, and depressed (pathetic)
Poor unfortunate souls
In pain, in need
This one longing to be thinner
That one wants to get the girl
And do I help them?
Yes, indeed
Those poor unfortunate souls
So sad, so true
They come flocking to my cauldron
Crying, "Spells, Ursula, please!"
And I help them!
Yes I do
Now it's happened once or twice
Someone couldn't pay the price
And I'm afraid I had to rake 'em 'cross the coals
Yes I've had the odd complaint
But on the whole I've been a saint
To those poor unfortunate souls
Have we got a deal?
If I become human, I'll never be with my father or sisters again.
But you'll have your man, heh heh. Life's full of tough choices, isn't it? Heh heh.
Oh, and there is one more thing.
We haven't discussed the subject of payment.
But I don't have-
I'm not asking much, just a token really, a trifle!
What I want from you is - your voice.
But without my voice, how can I-
You'll have your looks, your pretty face.
And don't underestimate the importance of body language, ha!
The men up there don't like a lot of blabber
They think a girl who gossips is a bore!
Yet on land it's much prefered for ladies not to say a word
And after all dear, what is idle babble for?
Come on, they're not all that impressed with conversation
True gentlemen avoid it when they can
But they dote and swoon and fawn
On a lady who's withdrawn
It's she who holds her tongue who get's a man
Come on you poor unfortunate soul
Go ahead!
Make your choice!
I'm a very busy woman and I haven't got all day
It won't cost much
Just your voice!
You poor unfortunate soul
It's sad but true
If you want to cross the bridge, my sweet
You've got the pay the toll
Take a gulp and take a breath
And go ahead and sign the scroll
Flotsam, Jetsam, now I've got her, boys
The boss is on a roll
This poor unfortunate soul
Beluga sevruga
Come winds of the Caspian Sea
Larengix glaucitis
Et max laryngitis
La voce to me
Now, sing!
Aah...
Keep singing!
Yay I cannot believe I found a musical karaoke to this song!!!😁😁😁😁😄😄 Good Job!👏
Thank you😁
@@theatrekidkaraoke2484 do more please for 2021
Para obtener lo que quieres
Deberás convertirte en humano
Ohhh y usted podría hacerlo?
Pero pequeña y dulce niña
Eso hago, para eso vivo
Para ayudar almas en infortunio
Como la tuya
Sola triste y sin tener con quien contar
Yo admito que solía ser muy mala
No bromeaban al decir que bruja soy
Pero ahora encontraras
Que mi camino enmendé
Que firmemente arrepentida estoy
Cierto es
Por fortuna conozco algo de magia
Un talento que yo siempre poseí
Y últimamente no te rías
Lo uso en favor
De miserables que sufren depresión
Patético
Pobres almas en desgracia
Que sufren necesidad
Esta quiere ser delgada
Y este quiere una pareja
Quien los ayudo, yo lo hice
Pobres almas en desgracia
Tan tristes, tan solas
Vienen rogando en mi caldera
Implorando mis hechizos
Quien los ayudo, lo hice yo
Un par de veces me ha pasado
Que el precio no han pagado
Y tuve que sus cuerpos disolver
Todos se han quejado
Pero la santa me han llamado
Estas pobres almas en desgracia
Aceptas querida
Si me convierto en humana
Ya no veré a mi padre
Ni a mis hermanas
Pero tendrás a tu hombre (rizas)
Es difícil decidir en la vida
No crees Ariel (rizas)
Ohhh y además hay otro
Pequeño detalle
No hemos hablado de cómo me pagaras
No se puede recibir sin dar nada a cambio
Pero yo no tengo nada que….
No es mucho lo que pido
Lo que quiero es tu voz
Pero sin mi voz como
Eso no importa te vez muy bien
No olvides que tan solo tu belleza
Es más que suficiente jaaaaa
Los hombres no te buscas si les hablas
No creo que los quieras aburrir
Allá arriba es preferido
Que las damas no conversen
A no ser que no te quieras divertir
Veras que no logras nada conversando
A menos que los pienses ahuyentar
Admirada tu serás si callada siempre estas
Sujeta bien tu lengua y triunfaras Ariel!
Pobre alma en desgracia
Que harás
Piensa ya
No me queda mucho tiempo
Y ocupada voy a estar
Y solamente es tu voz
Pobre alma en desgracia
Que haré por ti
Si tú quieres ser feliz
Entonces tienes que pagar
No te vas a arrepentir
No dudes más y firma ya
Que sencillo fue
Que tonta es
Muy pronto salvare
A esta pobre alma de aquel
magia de bruja yo comienzo a convocar
hechizos marinos que laringitis den
acudan a mi...
gracias
Can I use this and post a cover video on TH-cam if I put the link to this in the description?
i’m trying out for ursula in my school play, i’ll update and let you know if i got it!
merci beaucoup !!!!
this sounds exactly like the mti version i was just doing this show lmao did you rip this
Je n'ai pas toujours été gentille et sincère,
J'ai vraiment mérité le nom de sorcière.
Mais vous verrez qu'aujourd'hui, je suis bonne avec autrui,
Repentie, j'ai voulu faire marche arrière.
Oui ? Oui !
Il est vrai que je connais un peu de magie,
C'est un talent que j'ai toujours possédé.
Qu'aujourd'hui par bonté d'âme, j'ai mis, je le proclame,
Au service de tous les cas désespérés.
Pathétique !
Pauvres âmes en perdition,
En mal de tout.
Cette âme-là rêve d'être un squelette,
L'autre cherche une amourette,
Et moi qu'est-ce que je dis ?
Je dis oui !
Toutes ces âmes en perdition,
En mal de tout.
Elles débarquent dans mes chaudrons,
En braillant : "Ursula sauve-nous",
Et moi j'accepte, quelle question !
Il est tout de même arrivé,
Que l'une ne puisse pas payer,
Et que j'avoue l'avoir fait frire, sans compassion.
C'est vrai que j'ai eu des plaintes,
Mais tous comptes faits, je suis une Sainte !
Pour toutes les âmes en perdition !
Ah, je peux dire que les Humains n'aiment pas les pipelettes,
Qu'ils pensent que les bavardes sont assommantes !
Que lorsqu'une femme sait tenir sa langue,
Elle est toujours bien plus plus charmante,
Qu'après tout à quoi çà sert d'être savante ?
En plus, ils ont une Sainte horreur de la conversation,
Un gentleman fait tout pour l'éviter.
Mais ils se roulent et rampent aux pieds de la femme réservée,
C'est la Reine du silence qui se fait aimer !
N'aies pas peur,
Pauvres âmes en perdition,
Décides-toi, fais ton choix !
Je suis une femme très occupée,
Et je n'y passerai pas la journée.
Ça ne te coûtera ... que ta voix !
Ma pauvre âme en perdition,
En mal d'amour.
Si tu veux vraiment passer le pont,
Faut payer l'addition.
Avale bien, respire à fond,
Signe le contrat et mets ton nom.
Flotsam, Jetsam, je la tiens les enfants,
Je complète ma collection,
D'une pauvre âme en perdition !
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0:38
2:51
People say I'm rude and racist the racist part I just made up but I have a story to tell
I admit that in the past I've been a nasty
They weren't kidding when they called me, well, a witch
But you'll find that nowadays
I've mended all my ways
Repented, seen the light, and made a switch
To this
True? Yes.
And I fortunately know a little magic
It's a talent that I always have possessed
And dear lady, please don't laugh
I use it on behalf
Of the miserable, the lonely, and depressed (pathetic)
Poor unfortunate souls
In pain, in need
This one longing to be thinner
That one wants to get the girl
And do I help them?
Yes, indeed
Those poor unfortunate souls
So sad, so true
They come flocking to my cauldron
Crying, "Spells, Ursula, please!"
And I help them!
Yes I do
Now it's happened once or twice
Someone couldn't pay the price
And I'm afraid I had to rake 'em 'cross the coals
Yes I've had the odd complaint
But on the whole I've been a saint
To those poor unfortunate souls
Have we got a deal?
If I become human, I'll never be with my father or sisters again.
But you'll have your man, heh heh. Life's full of tough choices, isn't it? Heh heh.
Oh, and there is one more thing.
We haven't discussed the subject of payment.
But I don't have-
I'm not asking much, just a token really, a trifle!
What I want from you is - your voice.
But without my voice, how can I-
You'll have your looks, your pretty face.
And don't underestimate the importance of body language, ha!
The men up there don't like a lot of blabber
They think a girl who gossips is a bore!
Yet on land it's much prefered for ladies not to say a word
And after all dear, what is idle babble for?
Come on, they're not all that impressed with conversation
True gentlemen avoid it when they can
But they dote and swoon and fawn
On a lady who's withdrawn
It's she who holds her tongue who get's a man
Come on you poor unfortunate soul
Go ahead!
Make your choice!
I'm a very busy woman and I haven't got all day
It won't cost much
Just your voice!
You poor unfortunate soul
It's sad but true
If you want to cross the bridge, my sweet
You've got the pay the toll
Take a gulp and take a breath
And go ahead and sign the scroll
Flotsam, Jetsam, now I've got her, boys
The boss is on a roll
This poor unfortunate soul
Beluga sevruga
Come winds of the Caspian Sea
Larengix glaucitis
Et max laryngitis
La voce to me
2:16