Down at the Midnight Rectory - Adam Pascal, Ted Neeley, Alisa Burket

The Agent: Down, down, down at the midnight rectory,

we jiggle juice frisking under the marquee.

The Peacocks are strutting behind velvet rope,

sipping away on their heavenly dope…

Down, down, down at the midnight rectory!

We jiggle juice frisking under the marquee!

The Peacocks are strutting behind velvet ropes,

sipping away on their heavenly dope.

Scratchin' the hatch with some sisters and lap-sons,

hand her one, pour us the ones with your daps on.

Surender yourself doll, get down on your knees,

Let’s open the flappers lets ruffle the keys!

Ladies of Virtue: Am I low enough godaddy?

(No no)

Am I low enough god-daddy (No no no)

Am I low enough godaddy?

The Agent: Well allright!

Gimme two alleluia’s and an amen.

Ladies of Virtue: Am I low enough godaddy?

(No no)

Am I low enough god-daddy (No no no)

Am I low enough godaddy?

(Whoowhee!)

Give me two alleluia’s and an amen.

The Agent: Up, up, up in perch we’ll be squeaky swingin'

Standin' on edge just a pidgeon n' wingin'

Down in the boiler with a jitterin puff,

lossen the collars right up to the scruff.

So all of you bred high, down on the make out,

remember the garden, the twig and the snake now.

Fiddle the humbugs and howl like a pooch,

give her a swallow of heavenly hooch.

Ladies of Virtue: Am I low enough godaddy?

(No no)

Am I low enough god-daddy (No no no)

Am I low enough godaddy?

The Agent: Mmhmm, Gimme lordy oh lordy hey lordy my lord!

Ladies of Virtue: Am I low enough godaddy?

(No no)

Am I low enough god-daddy (No no no)

Am I low enough godaddy?

(Mmhmm!)

Lordy oh lordy hey lordy my lord!

Swing!