Along Came Bialy

Music by Mel Brooks
Lyrics by Mel Brooks
Performed by Nathan Lane and Ensemble

 
Max
The time has come
To be a lover from the Argentine
To slick my hair down with Brilliantine
And gargle heavily with Listerine
It's time for Max
To put his backers on their backs
And thrill them with amazing acts
Those aging nymphomaniacs

They were helpless
They were hopeles
Then along came Bialy!
They were joyless
They were boyless
Then along came Bialy!
They're my angels
I'm their devil
And I keep those embers aglow
When I woo's 'em
I can't lose 'em
'Cause I cast my spell 'n they start yellin'
"Fire down below!"

So romantic, they were frantic
Then their prayers were heard up above
Heaven sent them their Bialy
I'm the celebration of love!

Who is it? Who is it?
It's Max Bialystock!
Fire down below!

Little old ladies
We were listing
We were sinking
Then along came Bialy!
We were desp'rate
We were drinking
Then along came Bialy! (Who's your daddy?)
So romantic, we were frantic
Then our prayers were heard up above!
It's Bialy, hail, Bialy!
He's the culmination
The restoration
The consummation
The titillation
Ejaculation
He's the celebration of love

Bloom! I've done it! I've raised the two million! Now all we have to do is put on the biggest flop in history!
That's great!
We can't miss!