Natasha, Pierre and the Great Comet of 1812 - Pierre - Missing Lyrics

Enter the missing lyrics to 'Pierre' from 'Natasha,Pierre and the Great Comet of 1812'.
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Last updated: August 30, 2019
First submittedAugust 30, 2019
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Pierre
It's dawned on me suddenly
 
And for no obvious reason
 
That I can't go on living as I am
 
The zest of life has vanished
 
Only the skeleton remains
 
Unexpectedly vile
 
I used to be better, I used to be better, I used to be better
 
I used to be better, I used to be better, I used to be better
 
 
Ensemble
a - a - A - Ahhhhhhhhhhh
 
O-Oh Pierre, our merry, feasting crank!
 
Our most dear, most kind, most smart and eccentric
 
Warm-hearted Russian of the old-school
 
His purse is always empty
 
'Cos it's open to all, O-Oh Pierre
 
Just one of a hundred sad, old men
 
Living out their final days in Moscow
 
 
Pierre
I drink too much
 
Right now, my friend fights and bleeds
 
And I sit at home and read
 
Hours at a time
 
Hours at my screen
 
Anything, anything
 
Abandoned to distraction in order to forget we waste our lives
 
Drowning in wine
 
 
 
I never thought that I'd end up like this
 
I used to be better
 
 
 
And the women, they all pity me
 
'Cos I'm married but not in love
 
Frozen at the centre
 
 
Women
Il est charmant; il n'a pas de sexe
 
He is charming; he has no sex
 
 
Ensemble
O-Oh Pierre, our merry, feasting crank!
 
Our most dear, most kind, most smart and eccentric
 
Warm-hearted Russian of the old-school
 
His purse is always empty
 
'Cos it's open to all, O-Oh Pierre
 
Just one of a hundred sad, old men
 
Living out their final days in Moscow
 
 
Pierre
There's a ringing in my head
 
There's a sickness in the world
 
And everyone knows but pretends that they don't see
 
"Oh, I'll sort it out later", but later never comes
 
 
 
And how many men before
 
Good, Russian men
 
Believing in goodness and truth
 
Entered that door with all their teeth and hair
 
And left it toothless and bald?
 
 
 
You empty and stupid contented fellows
 
Satisfied with your place
 
I'm different from you!
 
I'm different from you!
 
I still want to do something!
 
 
 
Or do you struggle too?
 
I pity you, I pity me, I pity you
 
I pity you, I pity me, I pity you
 
 
Ensemble
aaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAHHHH
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