ON THAT MATTER, NO ONE BUDGES Lyrics

ON THAT MATTER, NO ONE BUDGES Text

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CHIEF JUSTICE:
Gentlemen, duty calls. We have to determine the sex of the infant.

WINTERGREEN:
You decide?

CHIEF JUSTICE:
We do.

JUDGES:
On that matter, no one budges
For all cases of the sort
Are decided by the judges
Of the Supreme Court.

ENSEMBLE:
Are decided by the judges
Of the Supreme Court.

JUDGES:
Whereas:

CHIEF JUSTICE:
A child has been born to he President of the United States and his consort.

JUDGES:
Whereas:

CHIEF JUSTICE:
The judges of the Supreme Court have been brought upon to determine the Sex of the aforesaid infant.

JUDGES:
Whereas:

CHIEF JUSTICE:
By a strict party vote it has been decided that-

[SPOKEN]
It's a boy.

JUDGES:
[SING]
On that matter, no one budges
For all cases of the sort
Are decided by the judges
Of the Supreme Court.

ENSEMBLE:
Are decided by the judges
Of the Supreme Court.

[FANFARE]

JUDGES:
Whereas:

CHIEF JUSTICE:
A child has been born to he President of the United States and his consort.

WINTERGREEN:
[SPOKEN]
Wait a minute; we've had all that.

CHIEF JUSTICE:
Yes, but you're having it again.
This time it's a girl.

JUDGES:
[SING]
On that matter, no one budges
For all cases of the sort
Are decided by the judges
Of the Supreme Court.

ENSEMBLE:
Are decided by the judges
Of the Supreme Court.

FRENCH AMBASSADOR:
Oh, I can stand no more;
My temper's getting gingery;
This certainly will lead to war!
This insult added to injury!

ENSEMBLE:
Oh, he can stand no more;
His temper's getting gingery;
This certainly will lead to war!
This insult added to injury!

FRENCH AMBASSADOR:
Oh, my poor motherless child.
Where is she? What is she doing?
[SINGS MOURNFULLY OFF STAGE TO MELODY OF
"I WAS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL BLOSSOM]

DIANA:
Ah!

[DIANA ENTERS. DIALOGUE SCENE. WAR IS AVERTED AND DIANA IS PAIRED OFF WITH THE PRESIDENT THROTTLEBOTTOM]

WINTERGREEN:
[SINGS]

Of thee I sing, baby,
Summer, autumn, winter, spring, baby.
You're my silver lining,
You're my sky of blue;
There's a love light shining
All because of you.

ALL:
Of thee I sing baby,
You have got that certain thing, baby!
Shining star and inspiration,
Worthy of a mighty nation-
Of thee I sing!
[CURTAIN]