Something Rotten!/Make an Omelette Wayne Kirkpatrick (Ft. Brad Oscar, Brian D'Arcy James & Something Rotten! Male Ensemble)

[Nick (spoken)]
Alas, poor yolk, I know thee well

(sung)
There's something rotten
There's something rotten

[Nick & Troupe]
You can smell it
You can tell it's something rotten
Now the kingdom is shot
And it's all gone to pot
Heaven help us there is something rott-en

[Nick (spoken)]
My father newly dead and the funeral boiled eggs
Now coldly furnished for the marriage table
Methinks another chef might have whisked our disparate eggs together as one

[Will (spoken)]
Pray, nephew, what dost thou mean?

[Nick (spoken)]
Well, I'll tell you

[Nick]
The fruit of life can't always taste like sweet persimmons
Sometimes it's hard to swallow I'm afraid
But when life has handed you some lemons
Then hand it back a mug of lemonade