Mr. Cladwell Mark Hollmann

[CLADWELL]
I saw gray skies, foreboding and cold!
I saw gray skies and made them rain gold!
Now those skies aren't so bleak to behold!
They're still gray
But they pay for your sal'ries tenfold!

I took this town that formerly stank
I took this town and made it smell swank!
I made flushing mean flush at the bank!
I'm the man with the plan
And so who should you thank?

[MCQUEEN]
Whom?

[Chorus & (CLADWELL)]
Mister Cladwell (Who, me?)
We're so thankful (Oh, no)
For that bank full of dough!
You're a toreador
And it's cash that you gore!
Could we hope for much more?
We really doubt it!

[CLADWELL]
You may be right there!