Twisted Lyrics & Tabs by Twisted Chicago Cast
Twisted
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JAFAR
I've gone against my sultan, the highest act of treason
But I had good intentions, I did it for a reason
They'll kill me if I'm lucky, they'll torture me if not
What made me think that I could get away with such a plot?
It's not too late to bring it back, perhaps I'll be forgiven
But if my crime can help improve the world we all must live in
Am I not bound by duty to the people of this nation?
How does the golden rule apply in such a situation?
As a citizen, I think I would be grateful for the aid
But if I were the sultan I should hate to be betrayed
Whichever road I take I'll be incurring someone's wrath
'til now I've always traveled down the straight and narrow path
Temptation may have beckoned but I always have resisted
But which way do I turn when the road's become so...
'til now I've always traveled down the straight and narrow path
Temptation may have beckoned but I always have resisted
But which way do I turn when the road's become so...
So.
URSULA
Twisted?
JAFAR
Who are you?
URSULA
A fellow traveler down the twisted path.
JAFAR
Wait, I know you, from Sherrezade's stories!
URSULA
You think you know me, as others think they know you.
But there are two sides to every story.
I used to be the ruler of the ocean
I was benevolent and always kept my word
But my brother held the antiquated notion
That women should be seen and never heard
So he dethroned me then disowned me
And on top of that rezoned me
To the outskirts of the kingdom in a cave
Took my scepter and my crown
Though I tried to take him down
The truth and I now share a watery grave
The story lingers on
But the version that is drawn is
Twisted
SCAR
A pain I know all too well
The pride had never seen a more progressive king than me
Both lion and hyena lived in perfect harmony
I brought an end to what had been a senseless age old feud
I was prepared for anything, except for what ensued
My brother ate my heirs, my precious cubs and stole my throne
Returned the segregation and the hateful ways we'd known
Though I'd advocate for unity I always was denounced
So when I saw an opportunity to right the wrong
I pounced
The pride came before my fall
In a fate that one might call
Well, twisted
They weren't ready for my ideas.
URSULA
They didn't hate you because of your ideas,
they hated you because of that evil-looking scar on your face!
Fortune favors the beautiful...
GASTON
Au contraire! My only crime was love!
In town, there was only she who was as beautiful as me
On the inside.
But then, tragedy struck!
She was taken hostage in a castle filled with demonic furniture!
So, I did what anyone would do, and I organized a rescue mission!
But how was I to know that she had fallen in love with her captor?
To me, that doesn't seem, entirely healthy?
Especially since he's a wolf-bear... thing?
But the heart wants what it wants!
And sometimes what it wants
Is twisted
ALL
Twisted, twisted...
(I only wished to reclaim what was mine!)
(I only wished for equal rights for all!)
(I only wished to save her!)
(I only wished to be invited to the party!)
(I only wished to improve relations between the races!)
(I only wished to teach the boy responsibility!)
(I only wished to give the people a voice!)
(So he wouldn't end up like me!)
(I only wished to love her!)
(To help the miserable, lonely, and depressed!)
(To be included!)
(To live in harmony!)
(For once!)
(I never knew my father!)
I only wished for justice!
I only wished for freedom!
I only wished for justice!
I only wished for freedom!
I only wished for peace!
I only wished, I only wished, I only wished...
CRUELLA
I ONLY WISHED TO HAVE A COAT MADE OUT OF PUPPIES!
SCAR
You're not helping. Disregard that.
URSULA
It's an unfortunate situation, but you do have a choice.
JAFAR
What remains of a man when that man is dead and gone?
Only memories and stories of his deeds will linger on...
But if a man's accomplishments aren't in the tale they tell
All the deeds that go unheralded, his legacy as well
If a war breaks out tomorrow, we'll all have hell to pay
Why protect my reputation?
I'm a dead man either way...
How will they tell my story?
How will they tell my tale?
Will anybody even care?
The question, then, is whether
'tis nobler in the mind
To be well-liked, but ineffectual
Or moral, but maligned?
I'll never be a hero
All the citizens adore
But if I hide to save my life
What has my life been for?
What has my life been for?
The road ahead may twist
But I will never swerve
I'll give them all the unsung anti-hero they deserve!
I've nothing left to lose
So the only path to choose
Is twisted...
Let them twist my words
Let the people scorn me
Who cares if no one
Will ever mourn me
Let them bury the side of the story they'll never learn!
Let the truth be twisted
Let my life be twisted
I'll be twisted
It's my turn!
