Planning My Big Exit

DELORES:

Oh, I've been stripped of my emotion
Stripped of my illusion
Equipped for locomotion
Been a party to collusion
Dancing for the fickle crowd's insane
Prancing for a nickel, like a monkey on a chain

They say that joking apart,
"Dying's an art!"
It takes a lifetime to perfect it
You come on with a smile and a song
To find out that it's all going wrong

But with your head in the air
As if you don't have a care
So that no one will suspect it
Just be certain when you want the curtain down
And start planning your big exit

Oh, I've been stripped of my defenses
(Echo voices): Stripped of her composure
I've paid the consequences
And I'm
(Echo voices): dying of exposure
Weighing up my life won't heal the wounds
(Echo voices): wounds
I'm paying for the piper
When I couldn't stand his tunes

You know, compared to today
Dying's okay
And we'd do better to respect it
Quality of life means special things
But will the squalid little death swing angel's wings

If there's a Heaven on Earth
I guess I got what I'm worth
And I'm ready to accept it
I'm not certain that I want the curtain down
But I'm planning my big exit

(DRAMATIC MUSIC AND CHOIR)

They say that joking apart,
"Dying's an art!"
It takes a lifetime to perfect it
I'm not certain that I want the curtain down
But I'm planning my big exit