The context: Late in the second act, Kishka, the lascivious Russian spy, wrestles with the idea of joining with our heroes to save the world.
A little about the creation of this song: This was a fun song to write. I love "Big Sing" songs about grand internal struggles. It's also fun that, to her, she's doing the most traumatizing thing a person can do: be nice! (Vocal by April Leonhard.)
A little about the creation of this song: This was a fun song to write. I love "Big Sing" songs about grand internal struggles. It's also fun that, to her, she's doing the most traumatizing thing a person can do: be nice! (Vocal by April Leonhard.)
What If There Were No More Villains?
Music & Lyrics by David Rackoff
Music & Lyrics by David Rackoff
KISHKA
SO THAT MAKES ME THE BAD GUY?
THE ONE YOU PEOPLE BOO?
YOU HATE ME JUST A TAD, GUY?
WELL, GUY, I HATE YOU, TOO.
THE NICE-IES ARE ALL SPINELESS.
THEY MAKE ME HAVE TO YAWN.
SO NOW YOU ALL WILL WHINE LESS
WHEN BAD GUYS ALL ARE GONE.
WHAT IF THERE WERE NO MORE VILLAINS?
THAT’S WHAT YOU’LL ALL FIND OUT.
FROM HERE ON YOU FORGO MORE VILLAINS.
AND I’LL JUST SIT AND POUT.
I’VE ALWAYS FOUGHT FOR POWER.
FOR SOIL, BLOOD AND MIGHT.
BUT IN MY DARKEST HOUR,
I MAY JUST LEAVE THE FIGHT.
THE LAWS OF MAN RESTRAIN US
FROM CHANGING HORSE MIDSTREAM.
IT’S NOTHING SHORT OF HEINOUS
TO TRUST THE OTHER TEAM.
WHAT IF THERE WERE NO MORE VILLAINS?
NO THING YOU FEAR THE MOST.
I’LL BE THE ONE TO SHOW MORE VILLAINS
TO JUST GIVE UP THE GHOST.
MY EYES ARE DAMP, MY VEINS ARE DRY,
MY OPENINGS ARE CLENCHED.
SO TELL ME WHAT'S THE REASON WHY
MY GUTS ARE FEELING WRENCHED?
THIS TRAIN OF THOUGHT IS INCOMPLETE,
I’VE STILL A WAYS TO GO.
COULD I BE HONEST, KIND, AND SWEET,
BUT VILLAINOUSLY SO?
COULD WE ALL BE, YES, STILL VILLAINS,
BUT UNASHAMED AND FREE?
SO MAYBE WE PROGRESS: STILL VILLAINS,
BUT IF YOU FOLLOW ME…
WE’RE IN ANOTHER UNIVERSE!
ONE WHERE WE ARE, YES, STILL VILLAINS,
BUT IN VALIANT WAY.
WE’RE HEROES AND I GUESS STILL VILLAINS
AND WE WILL SAVE THE DAY!
SO THAT MAKES ME THE BAD GUY?
THE ONE YOU PEOPLE BOO?
YOU HATE ME JUST A TAD, GUY?
WELL, GUY, I HATE YOU, TOO.
THE NICE-IES ARE ALL SPINELESS.
THEY MAKE ME HAVE TO YAWN.
SO NOW YOU ALL WILL WHINE LESS
WHEN BAD GUYS ALL ARE GONE.
WHAT IF THERE WERE NO MORE VILLAINS?
THAT’S WHAT YOU’LL ALL FIND OUT.
FROM HERE ON YOU FORGO MORE VILLAINS.
AND I’LL JUST SIT AND POUT.
I’VE ALWAYS FOUGHT FOR POWER.
FOR SOIL, BLOOD AND MIGHT.
BUT IN MY DARKEST HOUR,
I MAY JUST LEAVE THE FIGHT.
THE LAWS OF MAN RESTRAIN US
FROM CHANGING HORSE MIDSTREAM.
IT’S NOTHING SHORT OF HEINOUS
TO TRUST THE OTHER TEAM.
WHAT IF THERE WERE NO MORE VILLAINS?
NO THING YOU FEAR THE MOST.
I’LL BE THE ONE TO SHOW MORE VILLAINS
TO JUST GIVE UP THE GHOST.
MY EYES ARE DAMP, MY VEINS ARE DRY,
MY OPENINGS ARE CLENCHED.
SO TELL ME WHAT'S THE REASON WHY
MY GUTS ARE FEELING WRENCHED?
THIS TRAIN OF THOUGHT IS INCOMPLETE,
I’VE STILL A WAYS TO GO.
COULD I BE HONEST, KIND, AND SWEET,
BUT VILLAINOUSLY SO?
COULD WE ALL BE, YES, STILL VILLAINS,
BUT UNASHAMED AND FREE?
SO MAYBE WE PROGRESS: STILL VILLAINS,
BUT IF YOU FOLLOW ME…
WE’RE IN ANOTHER UNIVERSE!
ONE WHERE WE ARE, YES, STILL VILLAINS,
BUT IN VALIANT WAY.
WE’RE HEROES AND I GUESS STILL VILLAINS
AND WE WILL SAVE THE DAY!
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