VERONICA: The demon queen of high school Has decreed it She says Monday, 8 am I will be deleted They’ll hunt me down in Study Hall Stuff and mount me on the wall Thirty hours to live How shall I spend them?
I don’t have to stay and die like cattle I could change my name and drive up to Seattle But I don’t own a motor bike Wait, here’s an option that I like Spend these thirty hours getting’ freaky Yeah!
I need it hard, I’m a dead girl walking I’m in your yard, I’m a dead girl walking
Before they punch my clock, I’m snappin’ off your window lock Got no time to knock I’m a dead girl walking
J. D.: Veronica? What are you doin’ in my room?
VERONICA: Shhhhhh Sorry, but I really had to wake you See, I’ve decided I must ride you ‘till I break you ‘Cause Heather says I gotsta go You’re my last meal on Death Row Shut your mouth And lose them tighty whiteys Come on!
Tonight I’m yours! I’m your dead girl walking Get on all fours Kiss this dead girl walking Let’s go, you know the drill I’m hot, and pissed And of the pill Bow down to the will of a dead girl walking
And you know, you know, you know, It’s cause you’re beautiful You say you’re numb inside But I can’t agree So the world’s not fair? Keep it locked out there In here it’s beautiful Let’s make this beautiful!
J. D.: That works for me!
VERONICA: Yeah! Full steam ahead Take this dead girl walking
J. D.: How’d you find my address?
VERONICA: Let’s break the bed Rock this dead girl walking
J. D.: I think we tore my mattress!
VERONICA: No sleep tonight for you Better chug that Mountain Dew
J. D.: Okay, okay!
VERONICA: Get your ass in gear Make this whole town disappear
J. D.: Okay, okay!
VERONICA: J. D.: Slap me, pull my hair Touch me there, there, and there There, there, and there No more talking Woah! Love this dead girl walking Woah, woah! Hey, hey! Yeah, yeah! Love this dead girl walking Love this dead girl Woah, woah! Hey, hey! Wait, wait! Love this dead girl Love this dead girl Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Ouch! YEAH! YEAH!
Dead Girl Walking - Heathers: The Musical +LYRICSHeathers Musical Lyrics2014-08-06 | (p) Yellow Sound Label owns this music, not me. But enjoy!
VERONICA: The demon queen of high school Has decreed it She says Monday, 8 am I will be deleted They’ll hunt me down in Study Hall Stuff and mount me on the wall Thirty hours to live How shall I spend them?
I don’t have to stay and die like cattle I could change my name and drive up to Seattle But I don’t own a motor bike Wait, here’s an option that I like Spend these thirty hours getting’ freaky Yeah!
I need it hard, I’m a dead girl walking I’m in your yard, I’m a dead girl walking
Before they punch my clock, I’m snappin’ off your window lock Got no time to knock I’m a dead girl walking
J. D.: Veronica? What are you doin’ in my room?
VERONICA: Shhhhhh Sorry, but I really had to wake you See, I’ve decided I must ride you ‘till I break you ‘Cause Heather says I gotsta go You’re my last meal on Death Row Shut your mouth And lose them tighty whiteys Come on!
Tonight I’m yours! I’m your dead girl walking Get on all fours Kiss this dead girl walking Let’s go, you know the drill I’m hot, and pissed And of the pill Bow down to the will of a dead girl walking
And you know, you know, you know, It’s cause you’re beautiful You say you’re numb inside But I can’t agree So the world’s not fair? Keep it locked out there In here it’s beautiful Let’s make this beautiful!
J. D.: That works for me!
VERONICA: Yeah! Full steam ahead Take this dead girl walking
J. D.: How’d you find my address?
VERONICA: Let’s break the bed Rock this dead girl walking
J. D.: I think we tore my mattress!
VERONICA: No sleep tonight for you Better chug that Mountain Dew
J. D.: Okay, okay!
VERONICA: Get your ass in gear Make this whole town disappear
J. D.: Okay, okay!
VERONICA: J. D.: Slap me, pull my hair Touch me there, there, and there There, there, and there No more talking Woah! Love this dead girl walking Woah, woah! Hey, hey! Yeah, yeah! Love this dead girl walking Love this dead girl Woah, woah! Hey, hey! Wait, wait! Love this dead girl Love this dead girl Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Ouch! YEAH! YEAH!Shine A Light (Reprise) - Heathers: The Musical +LYRICSHeathers Musical Lyrics2014-08-12 | ...Shine A Light - Heathers: The Musical +LYRICSHeathers Musical Lyrics2014-08-12 | ...Seventeen (Reprise) - Heathers: The Musical +LYRICSHeathers Musical Lyrics2014-08-12 | ...Yo Girl - Heathers: The Musical +LYRICSHeathers Musical Lyrics2014-08-12 | ...I Am Damaged - Heathers: The Musical +LYRICSHeathers Musical Lyrics2014-08-12 | ...Blue - Heathers: The Musical +LYRICSHeathers Musical Lyrics2014-08-12 | ...My Dead Gay Son - Heathers: The Musical +LYRICSHeathers Musical Lyrics2014-08-12 | (p) Yellow Sound Label owns this music, not me. But enjoy!
RAM'S DAD: You wait just a minute, Paul! It is ignorant, hateful talk like yours that makes this world a place our boys could not live in! They were not dirty! They were not wrong! They were just two lonely verses in the Lord's great song!
KURT'S DAD: Our boys were pansies, Bill!
RAM'S DAD: Yes! My boy's a homosexual, and that don't scare me none I want the world to know... I love my dead gay son! I've been thinking. Praying. Reading some magazines. And it's time we opened our eyes.
Well, the good Lord made the universe The Lord created man And I believe it's all a part of his gigantic plan. I know God has a reason for each mountain and each flower and why he chose to let our boys get busy in the shower
They were not dirty! They were not fruits! They were just two stray laces in the Lord's big boots Well, I never cared for homos much until I reared me one but now I've learned to love... I love my dead gay son!
CONGREGATION: He loves his son He loves his son His dead gay son!
RAM'S DAD: Now, I say my boy's in heaven and he's tanning by the pool The cherubim walk him and him, and Jesus says it's cool! They don't have crime or hatred there's no bigotry or cursin' Just friendly fellows dressed up like their favorite village person!
They were not dirty They just had flair They were two bright red ribbons in the Lord's long hair Well, I used to see a homo and go reachin' for my gun but now I've learned to love...
And furthermore! These boys were brave as hell These boys, they knew damn well Those folks would judge 'em they were desperate to be free They took a rebel stance stripped to their underpants Paul, I can't believe that you still refuse to get a clue after all that we been through I'm talking you and me! In the summer of '83
KURT'S DAD: That was one hell of a fishing trip.
CONGREGATION: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa! They were not dirty - Whoa! And not perverse -- No no! They were two stray rhinestones on the Lord's big purse!
BOTH DADS: Our jobs are now continuing that work that they begun!
CONGREGATION: 'Cause now we love, love, love! We love your dead—
BOTH DADS: They're up there disco dancing to the thump of angel wings! They grab a mate and roller skate while Judy Garland sings! They live a playful afterlife that's fancy-free and reckless!
KURT'S DAD: They swing upon the pearly gates
BOTH DADS & CONGREGATION: And wear a pearly necklace! Whoo! They were not dirty! They were good men! And now they're happy bear cubs in the Lord's big den!
BOTH DADS: Go forth and love each other now, like our boys would have done
EVERYONE: We'll teach the world to love...
BOTH DADS: I love my dead gay son! My son! My son!
CONGREGATION: Not half bad, your dead gay son! Wish I had your dead gay son! Thank you, dad, for your...
BOTH DADS & CONGREGATION: Dead! Gay! Son!Dead Girl Walking (Reprise) - Heathers: The Musical +LYRICSHeathers Musical Lyrics2014-08-10 | (p) Yellow Sound Label owns this music, not me. But enjoy!
VERONICA: I wanted someone strong who could protect me I let his anger fester and infect me His solution is a lie No one here deserves to die Except for me and the monster I created Yeah! Yeah! Heads up, JD I’m a dead girl walking
STUDENTS: Heyo Westerberg!
VERONICA: Can’t hide from me I’m your dead girl walking
STUDENTS: Heyo Westerberg!
VERONICA: And there’s your final bell It’s one more dance and then farewell Cheek to cheek in hell with a dead girl walkin’
H. MCNAMARA: Come on, Westerberg! Here we go, Here we go now!
MRS. FLEMING: Veronica! Jason Dean told us you’d just committed suicide!
VERONICA: Yeah, well, he’s wrong about a lot of things.
MRS. FLEMING: I threw together a lovely tribute, especially given the short notice.
VERONICA: Mrs. Fleming, what’s under the gym?
MRS. FLEMING: The boiler room.
VERONICA: That’s it!
MRS. FLEMING: Veronica, what’s going on?
VERONICA: Got no time to talk I’m a dead girl walking!
STUDENTS: Heyo Westerberg! Heyo Westerberg! Tell me what’s that sound?
Here comes Westerberg Comin’ to put you in the ground! Go! Go! Westerberg! Give a great big yell! Westerberg will knock you out And send you straight to hell!
VERONICA: Step away from the bomb.
JD: This little thing? I’d hardly call this a bomb. This is just to set off the packs of thermals upstairs in the gym. Those are bombs. People are going to look at the ashes of Westerberg and say there’s a school that self-destructed not because society didn’t care, but because that school was society. The only place Heathers and Marthas can truly get along is in Heaven!
VERONICA: I wish your mom had been a little stronger I wish she stayed around a little longer I wish your dad were good! I wish grown-ups understood! I wish we met before they convinced you life is war! I wish you’d come with me
STUDENTS: Heyo Westerberg! Heyo Westerberg! Tell me what’s that sound? Here comes Westerberg Comin’ to put you in the ground! Go! Go! Westerberg! Give a great big yell! Westerberg will knock you out And send you straight to hell—Our Love Is God - Heathers: The Musical +LYRICSHeathers Musical Lyrics2014-08-10 | (p) Yellow Sound Label owns this music, not me. But enjoy!
J. D.: They made you cry But that will end tonight You are the only thing that's right About this broken world
Go on and cry But when the morning comes We'll burn it down and then We'll build the world again Our love is god
VERONICA: Are you okay?
J. D.: I was alone I was a frozen lake But then you melted me awake See, now I’m crying too You're not alone
VERONICA: You're not alone
J. D.: And when the morning comes
VERONICA: When the morning comes
J. D.: We'll burn away that tear And raise our city here
VERONICA: Raise our city here
J. D. & VERONICA: Our love is god.
KURT: Yeah-lo?
VERONICA: Hi, Kurt, it's Veronica. How did you guys know it was a fantasy of mine to have two guys at once?
KURT: Wowuhh... Lucky guess?
VERONICA: If you want it to come true, meet me at the cemetery. At dawn.
KURT: Free pussy!
RAM: And we don't even have to buy it a pizza!
J. D.: We can start and finish wars
J. D. & VERONICA: We're what killed the dinosaurs We're the asteroid that's overdue The dinosaurs choked on the dust They died because god said they must The new world needed room For me and you
J. D.: I worship you I'd trade my life for yours They all will disappear We'll plant our garden here Our love is god
J. D. & VERONICA: Our love is god
VERONICA: Woah. Is that real?
J. D.: Yeah, but we're filling it with "ich luge" bullets.
VERONICA: Ich luge...? What?
J. D.: My granddad scored them in World War II. They contain a powerful tranquilizer. The Nazis used them to fake their own suicides when the Russians invaded berlin. We will use them to knock out Ram and Kurt long enough to make it look like a suicide pact. Complete with a forged suicide note.
KURT & RAM: "Ram and I died because we had to hide our gay forbidden love from a disapproving world."
J. D.: And when the morning comes They'll both be laughing stocks
J. D. & VERONICA: So let's go hunt some jocks!
KURT: Hi... Veronica.
RAM: Uh... So do we just whip it out or what?
VERONICA: Take it slow, ram. Strip for me.
KURT: What about you?
VERONICA: I was hoping you'd rip my clothes off me, sport. Count of three.
VERONICA: One... Two...
J. D.: Three.
KURT: Aaaugh! Holy crap!
J. D.: Stay there. I'll get him!
RAM: Kurt?
VERONICA: Ram? You're just unconscious, right? Ram? Ram!
J. D.: Get off the fence! Get off the damn fence!
KURT: I don't understand!
J. D.: We can start and finish wars We're what killed the dinosaurs We're the asteroid that's overdue
KURT: Stop being a dick!
J. D.: The dinosaurs will turn to dust
KURT: What does that mean?!
J. D.: They'll die because we say they must
VERONICA: What the fuck have you done?!
J. D.: I worship you I'd trade my life for yours We'll make them disappear We'll plant our garden here Our love is God
VERONICA: Our love is God
J. D.: Our love is God
VERONICA: Our love is God
J. D. & VERONICA Our love is God!Seventeen - Heathers: The Musical +LYRICSHeathers Musical Lyrics2014-08-09 | (p) Yellow Sound Label owns this music, not me. But enjoy!
VERONICA: Fine, we're damaged Really damaged. But that does not make us wise. We're not special. We're not different. We don't choose who lives or dies
Let’s be normal. See bad movies Sneak a beer and watch TV. We'll bake brownies, or go bowling -- Don't you want a life with me?
Can't we be seventeen? That's all I want to do If you could let me in. I could be good with you. People hurt us
J.D. Or they vanish...
VERONICA And you're right that really blows. But we let go...
J.D. Take a deep breath...
VERONICA Then go buy some summer clothes We'll go camping...
J.D. Play some poker...
VERONICA And we'll eat some chili fries. Maybe prom night...
J.D. Maybe dancing...
VERONICA Don't stop looking in my eyes...
J.D. Your eyes...
VERONICA & J.D. Can't we be seventeen? Is that so hard to do? If you could let me in. I could be good with you. Let us be seventeen, If we've still got the right.
VERONICA So what’s it gonna be? I wanna be with you
J.D. I wanna be with you...
VERONICA Wanna be with you,
VERONICA & J.D. Tonight!
VERONICA Yeah we're damaged
J.D. Badly damaged
VERONICA & J.D. But your love’s too good to lose
VERONICA Hold me tighter
J.D. Even closer
VERONICA I'll stay if I'm what you choose
J.D. Can't we be seventeen?
VERONICA If I am what you choose
J.D. If we've still got the right
VERONICA 'Cause you're the one I choose
J.D. You're the one I choose
VERONICA You're the one I chooseMeant to Be Yours - Heathers: The Musical +LYRICSHeathers Musical Lyrics2014-08-09 | (p) Yellow Sound Label owns this music, not me. But enjoy!
JD: All is forgiven baby! Come on, get dressed! You’re my date to the pep rally.
You chucked me out like I was trash, For that you should be dead— But! But! But! Then it hit me like a flash, What if high school went away instead?
Those assholes are the key They’re keeping you away from me They made you blind, messed up your mind But I can set you free!
You left me and I fell apart, I punched the wall and cried— Bam! Bam! Bam! Then I found you changed my heart And set lose all that truthful shit inside And so I built a bomb Tonight our school is Vietnam Let’s guarantee they’ll never see their senior prom!
I was meant to be yours We were meant to be one Don’t give up on me now Finish what we’ve begun I was mean to be yours
So when the high school gym goes boom with everyone inside— Pchw! Pchw! Pchw! In the rubble of their tomb We’ll plant this note explaining why they died!
JD & STUDENTS: We, the students of Westerburg High will die. Our burnt bodies may finally get through to you. Your society churns out slaves and blanks, no thanks. Signed, the Students of Westerburg High. Goodbye.
JD: We’ll watch the smoke poor out the doors Bring marshmallows, We’ll make s’mores! We can smile and cuddle while the fire roars!
I was meant to be yours We were meant to be one I can’t make this alone Finish what we’ve begun
You were meant to be mine I am all that you need You carved open my heart Can’t just leave me to bleed
Veronica! Open the—open the door, please Veronica! Open the door. Veronica! Can we not fight anymore? Please, can we not fight anymore? Veronica, sure, you’re scared, I’ve been there, I can set you free Veronica, don’t make me come in there I’m gonna count to three! One! Two! Fuck it!
JD: Oh my God! No! Veronica! Please don’t leave me alone You were all I could trust I can’t do this alone
JD & STUDENTS: Still I will if I must!
VERONICA’S MOM: Veronica? I brought you a snack. Veronica? AAAAAAHHHHH!Lifeboat - Heathers: The Musical +LYRICSHeathers Musical Lyrics2014-08-09 | (p) Yellow Sound Label owns this music, not me. But enjoy!
I float in a boat In a raging black ocean Low in the water With nowhere to go The tiniest lifeboat With people I know
Cold, clammy, and crowded The people smell desperate We'll sink any minute So someone must go The tiniest lifeboat With the people I know
Everyone's pushing Everyone's fighting Storms are approaching There's nowhere to hide If I say the wrong thing Or I wear the wrong outfit They'll throw me right over the side
I'm hugging my knees And the captain is pointing Well who made her captain? Still, the weakest must go The tiniest lifeboat Full of people I know The tiniest lifeboat Full of people I knowMe Inside of Me - Heathers: The Musical +LYRICSHeathers Musical Lyrics2014-08-09 | (p) Yellow Sound Label owns this music, not me. But enjoy!
J. D.: Think, long and hard. Conjure her up in your mind. What would she say? What’s her final statement to a cold, uncaring planet?
VERONICA: Dear World, Believe it or not, I knew about fear I knew the way loneliness stung I hid behind smiles And crazy hot clothes I learned to kiss boys with my tongue But oh, the world it held me down Uh, it weighed like a concrete prom queen crown
H. CHANDLER: No one thinks a pretty girl has feelings No one gets her insecurity I am more than shoulder pads and makeup No one sees the me inside of me Jesus, you’re making me sound like air supply!
J. D.: Keep going. This has to be good enough to fool the cops.
COP #1: Woah! Is it murder?
COP #2: No, look. Here’s a suicide note.
VERONICA & H. CHANDLER: They couldn’t see past my rock star mystique They wouldn’t dare look in my eyes
VERONICA, H. CHANDLER, & COP #2: But just underneath was a terrified girl Who clings to her pillow and cries My looks were just like prison bars They’ve left me a myriad of scars
H. CHANDLER: Myriad? Nice.
VERONICA, H. CHANDLER, & COPS: No one thinks a pretty girl has substance That’s the curse of popularity
COPS: Popularity
COP #1: I am more than just a source of hand jobs
VERONICA, H. CHANDLER, & COPS: No one see the me inside of me
PRINCIPAL: Heather Chandler’s not your everyday suicide…
COAH: You should cancel classes.
PRINCIPAL: No way, Coach. I send the kids home before lunch, and the switch board will light up like a Christmas tree.
MRS. FLEMING: Our children are dying! I suggest we get everyone into the cafeteria and just talk and feel together.
PRINCIPAL: Thank you, Mrs. Fleming. Call me when the shuttle lands.
TEACHERS: Hahahahahaha
MRS. FLEMING: I’m telling you, we all misjudged Heather Chandler. This is the loveliest suicide note I’ve ever read.
H. CHANDLER & MRS. FLEMING: Box up my clothing for Goodwill And give the poor my Nordic track Donate my car to crippled kids Or to those ghetto moms on crack Give them my hats and my CDs My pumps, my flats, my three TVs
EVERYONE: No one thinks a pretty girl has feelings But I weep for all I failed to be, I failed to be Maybe I can help the world by leaving Maybe that’s the me inside of me
PRINCIPAL: Aw, hell! Long weekend for everybody!
MRS. FLEMING: Hey, not so fast kids! They’re refueling the buses, Which gives us a solid half hour of healing. Now, I have mimeographed copies of the suicide note So you all can feel Heather’s anguish.
GIRL: I never knew about her pain.
MRS. FLEMING: Go on.
BOY: Her life had hit a rocky patch.
MRS. FLEMING: Feel!
GIRL: Deep down, she wasn’t cruel or vain.
MRS. FLEMING: Heal!
STUDENTS: She didn’t mean to be a snatch.
MRS. FLEMING: Veronica you’re very quiet. What’s on your mind?
VERONICA: Uh, maybe Heather realized that in order to be happy, She had to give up her power. And the only way to do that was death.
MRS. FLEMING: My God. Look what we’ve done, We’re breaking through. Heather would be so proud of you!
STUDENTS: And you, and you, and you, and you
EVERYONE: No one thinks a pretty girl can touch you
GOTH CHICK: Heather touching me
EVERYONE: But she’s made us better and be heard Heather’s dead, but she will live inside me And I’ll be the me inside of her
MRS. FLEMING: Holy crap! This is awesome!
EVERYONE: Heather cried, Our sins off her shoulders
MRS. FLEMING: Jesus Christ!
EVERYONE: Heather died so we could all be free
MRS. FLEMING: I’m bigger than John Lennon!
EVERYONE: Heather’s gone, but she will live forever
GIRL: She’s the dove that sings outside my window
BOY: She’s the twin from whom I’m separated
GIRL: She’s the horse I never got for Christmas EVERYONE: Heather sees the me inside of me Heather is the me inside of me Inside of me!Big Fun - Heathers: The Musical +LYRICSHeathers Musical Lyrics2014-08-06 | (p) Yellow Sound Label owns this music, not me. But enjoy!
KURT: Dad says act our age You heard the man, It’s time to rage
STUDENTS: Blast the bass Turn out the lights Ain’t nobody home tonight
RAM: Drink, smoke, it’s all cool Let’s get naked in my pool
STUDENTS: Punch the wall and start a fight Ain’t nobody home tonight
KURT: His folks got a water bed Come upstairs and rest your head
RAM: Let’s rub each other’s backs While watchin’ porn on Cinemax
STUDENTS: Aaaaaaaah! The folks are gone It’s time for big fun Big fun! We’re up till dawn Havin’ some big fun Big fun!
When Mom and Dad forget To lock the liquor cabinet It’s big fun Big fun! Big fun!
VERONICA: Okay, Okay, Okay, So it’s salt, and then lime, and then shot.
H. MCNAMARA: No, it’s salt, then sho—
H. CHANDLER: You’re doing it wrong!
VERONICA: Wait, really? Cause I feel great!
RAM: Veronica, you are lookin’ good tonight!
VERONICA: Woah A hot guy smiled at me Without a trace of mockery
STUDENTS: Everyone’s high a kite Ain’t nobody home tonight
VERONICA: Stoned, zoned, I should quit Hey, is that weed? I want a hit!
STUDENTS: Fill that joint and roll it tight Ain’t nobody home tonight
VERONICA: Dreams are comin’ true When people laugh But not at you I’m not alone I’m not afraid I feel like Bono at Live Aid
STUDENTS: Aaaaaah! The house is ours It’s time for big fun Big fun! Let’s use the showers That sounds like big fun Big fun! Crack open one more case VERONICA: I think that’s what they call third base
STUDENTS: Big fun! Big fun! Big fun!
VERONICA: That actually looks like
STUDENTS: Big fun! Big fun! Big fun! Woo!
KURT: Alright people, listen up! What is Westerberg gonna do to the Razorbacks at Sunday’s game?
RAM: Gonna make ‘em go Wee! Wee! Wee! Wee!
STUDENTS: Big fun! Big fun!
H. DUKE: Way to show maturity.
STUDENTS: Big fun! Big fun!
H. DUKE: Quit it, jack ass. Get off of me!
STUDENTS: Big fun! Big fun!
VERONICA: Yo, Ram, emergency. I just saw some freshmen sneaking over the pool fence.
RAM: I hate freshman! Where are you little pricks? I’m comin’ for you!
VERONICA: Hey, are you okay?
H. DUKE: I didn’t need your help.
VERONICA: Awwww! Thanks, Heather, but I don’t really have to vomit right now.
STUDENTS: The party’s hot, hot, hot! It’s time for big fun Big fun!
STUDENTS: The folks are gone It’s time for big fun Big fun! We’re up till dawn Havin’ some big fun Big fun!
So let the speakers blow They’ll buy another stereo Our folks got no clue ‘Bout all the shit their children do Why are they surprised whenever we’re unsupervised?
It’s big fun Big fun! Big fun! Big fun! Big fun! Big fun!Freeze Your Brain - Heathers: The Musical +LYRICSHeathers Musical Lyrics2014-08-05 | (p) Yellow Sound Label owns this music, not me. But enjoy!
I’ve been through ten high schools They start to get blurry No point planting roots Cause you’re gone in a hurry My dad keeps two suitcases packed in the den So it’s only a matter of when
I don’t learn the names Don’t bother with faces All I can trust is this concrete oasis Seems every time I’m about to despair There’s a 7/11 right there
Each store is the same from Los Vegas to Boston Linoleum isles that I love to get lost in I pray at my alter of slush Yeah, I live for that sweet frozen rush
Freeze your brain Suck on that straw Get lost in the pain Happiness comes when everything numbs Who needs cocaine? Freeze your brain Freeze your brain
J. D.: Care for a hit?
VERONICA: Does your mommy know you eat all that crap?
J. D.: Not anymore.
When mom was alive We lived half way normal Now it’s just me and my dad We’re less formal
I learned to cook pasta I learned to pay rent Learned the world doesn’t owe you a cent
You’re planning your future, Veronica Sawyer You’ll go to some college And marry a lawyer
But the sky’s gonna hurt when it falls So you’d better start building some walls
Freeze your brain Swim in the ice Get lost in the pain Shut your eyes tight ‘Till you vanish from sight Let nothing remain
Freeze your brain Shatter your skull Fight pain with more pain Forget who you are Unburden your load Forget in six weeks You’ll be back on the road When the voice in your head Says “You’re better off dead.” Don’t open a vein
Just freeze your brain Freeze your brain Go on and freeze your brain
Try itFight for Me - Heathers: The Musical +LYRICSHeathers Musical Lyrics2014-08-05 | (p) Yellow Sound Label owns this music, not me. But enjoy!
VERONICA: Why when you see boys fight Does it look so horrible, yet Feel so right? I shouldn’t watch this crap That’s not who I am But with this kid, Damn
Hey, Mr. No-Name-Kid So who might you be? And could you fight for me? And hey, Could you face the crowd? Could you be seen with me And still act proud?
Hey, could you hold my hand? And could you carry me Through No-Man’s Land? It’s fine if you don’t agree But I would fight for you If you would fight for me
Let them drive us underground I don’t care how far You can set my broken bones And I know CPR
Well, woah You can punch real good You’ve lasted longer than I thought you would So, hey, Mr. No-Name-Kid, If some night you’re free
VERONICA: STUDENTS: Wanna fight for me? Holy shit If you’re still alive Holy shit I would fight for you Holy shit, holy shit If you would fight for me Holy shit, holy shit, Holy shit, holy shit!Candy Store - Heathers: The Musical +LYRICSHeathers Musical Lyrics2014-08-05 | (p) Yellow Sound Label owns this music, not me. But enjoy!
H. CHANDLER: Are we gonna have a problem? You got a bone to pick? You’ve come so far, Why now are you pulling on my dick? I’d normally slap your face off, And everyone here could watch. But I’m feeling nice. Here’s some advice. Listen up, biotch!
H. DUKE & H. MCNAMARA: I like!
H. CHANDLER: Lookin’ hot Buying stuff they cannot
H. DUKE & H. MCNAMARA: I like!
H. CHANDLER: Drinkin’ hard Maxin’ Dad’s credit card
H. DUKE & H. MCNAMARA: I like!
H. CHANDLER: Skippin’ gym Scaring her Screwing him
H. DUKE & H. MCNAMARA: I like!
H. CHANDLER: Killer clothes
HEATHERS: Kickin’ nerds in the nose!
H. CHANDLER: If you lack the balls You can go play dolls Let your mommy fix you a snack
H. DUKE & H. MCNAMARA: Woah!
H. CHANDLER: Or you could come smoke Pound some rum and coke In my Porsha with the quarterback
HEATHERS: Woah! Woah! Woah! Honey, whatchu waitin’ for? Welcome to my candy store It’s time for you to prove You’re not a loser anymore Then step into my candy store
H. CHANDLER & H. MCNAMARA: Guys fall
H. DUKE: At your feet Pay the check
H. MCNAMARA: Help you cheat
HEATHERS: All you
H. DUKE: Have to do
H. CHANDLER: Say goodbye to Shamoo
HEATHERS: That freak’s
H. MCNAMARA: Not your friend I can tell in the end
HEATHERS: If she
H. MCNAMARA: Had your shot
HEATHERS: She would leave you to rot
H. MCNAMARA: ‘Course if you don’t care Fine! Go braid her hair Maybe Sesame Street is on
HEATHERS: Woah!
H. MCNAMARA: Or forget the creep
H. DUKE: And get in my jeep
H. CHANDLER: Let’s go tear up someone’s lawn
HEATHERS: Woah! Woah! Woah! Honey, whatchu waitin’ for? Welcome to my candy store You just gotta prove You’re not a pussy anymore Then step into my candy store
H. CHANDLER: You can join the team
H. DUKE & H. MCNAMARA: Or you can bitch and moan
H. CHANDLER: You can live the dream
H. DUKE & H. MCNAMARA: Or you can die alone
H. CHANDLER: You can fly with eagles
HEATHERS: Or if you prefer
H. CHANDLER: Keep on testing me
H. DUKE & H. MCNAMARA: And end up like her!
MARTHA: Veronica, look! Ram invited me to his homecoming party. This proves he’s been thinking about me.
VERONICA: Color me stoked.
MARTHA: I’m so happy!
HEATHERS: Woah!
H. DUKE: Honey, whachu waiting fo—
H. CHANDLER: H. DUKE & H. MCNAMARA: Step into my candy store! Time for you to prove Oooh woah! Woah oh oh! You’re not a lame ass anymore Then step into my candy store
HEATHERS: It’s my candy store It’s my candy It’s my candy store It’s my candy It’s my candy storeBeautiful - Heathers: The Musical +LYRICSHeathers Musical Lyrics2014-08-04 | (p) Yellow Sound Label owns this music, not me. But enjoy!Kindergarten Boyfriend - Heathers: The Musical +LYRICSHeathers Musical Lyrics2014-08-03 | (p) Yellow Sound Label owns this music, not me. But enjoy!
There was a boy I met in kindergarten He was sweet, he said that I was smart He was good at sports and people liked him And at nap time once, we shared a mat I didn’t sleep, I sat and watched him breathing Watched him dream for nearly half an hour Oooooooh, then he woke up
He pulled a scab off one time playing kickball Kissed me quick and pressed it in my hand I took that scab and put it in a locket All year long I wore it near my heart He didn’t care if I was thin or pretty And he was mine until we hit first grade Oooooooh, then he woke up
Last night I dreamed a horse with wings Flew down into my homeroom On its back there he sat And he held out his arm So we sailed above the gym Across the faculty parking lot My kindergarten boyfriend and I And a horse with wings
Now we’re all grown up and we know better Now we recognize the way things are Certain boys are just for kindergarten Certain girls are meant to be alone
But I believe that any dream worth having Is a dream that should not have to end So I’ll build a dream that I can live in And this time I’m never waking up
And we’ll soar above the trees Over cars and croquet lawns Past the church and the lake And the tri-county mall We will fly through the dawn To a new kindergarten Where nap time is centuries long Ooooooh, oooooh, oooooooh, oooh