Jekyll and Hyde Musical - Facade - Missing Lyrics

Enter the missing lyrics to 'Facade' from Frank Wildhorn's 'Jekyll and Hyde' Musical.
Based on the version sung by Anthony Warlow.
Quiz by WanPanFam
Last updated: March 26, 2018
First submittedMarch 26, 2018
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Line: Ensemble
If you live around here
You need cash in the bank
'Cos the houses 'round here
Are all flashy and swank
And the front bit, ha!
'At's what's called a facade
All the the people 'round here
Are as posh as can be
You won't see 'em hobnobbin'
With rubbish like me
It's the snob bit
Also called a facade
Every day
People live their own sweet way
Like to add a coat of paint
And be what they 'aint
That how their little game is played
Livin' out the masquerade
Get rich and get made
Who'd want to trade?
But there's one thing I know
And I know it for sure
This disease that they've got
Has go no ready cure
And I'm certain
Life is terribly hard
When your life's a facade
Every night here one house
Or another is a fun-house
'Cos there's someone givin' a party as you see, sir
This one here tonight
Is rather special, am I right?
It's the betrothal of Sir Danver's daughter Lisa
Sir Danvers Carew is a good man
They call him the crème de la crème
Whatever that means
He's a bloody sight better than them
Nearly everyone you meet
When walking down a London street
Pretends to be a pillar of society
A model of propriety, sobriety and piety
Who's never even heard of notoriety
Ladies an' gents here before you
Which none of 'em ever admits
May have savory looks
But they're sinners and crooks
If you live around here
You need lots of panache
If you live in town, dear
Then you must cut a dash
'Tisn't hard, dear
To create a facade
You must seem to be rich
And have money to burn
Even though it's a bitch
Spendin' more than you earn
That's the game here
An' the name is facade
One or two
May look kinda well-to-do, ha!
But I betcha precious few
Have paid for their boots
I'm inclined to think half mankind
Thinks the other half is blind
Wouldn't be surprised to find
They're all in cahoots
At the end of the day
They don't mean what they say
They don't say what they mean
They don't ever come clean
And the answer
Is it's all a facade
Call a walk: promenade
Call a street: boulevard
Grease your hair with pomade
You'll be held in regard
And I betcha
If you say on your guard
They'll all say you're a card
People love the facade
What's behind the facade?
Look behind the facade
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