After years of a second rate act on a second class circuit.
After years of obscurity, tolling in doubt and in debt.
Comes a chance I perk up my lucj, and Iʼm going to perk it.
Think of the rapture once we recapture that marvelous marionette!
Remember the audience cheering the puppet whoʼs string less.
Remember them throwing those purses of gold our way.
Itʼs clear a performance without him is going to bring less.
Weʼve got to ﬁnd him. Catch him and bind him. And cage him again till we stage him again and they say: (spoken) Hooray... Bravo Stromboli!
Weʼll name a cannoli after Stromboli.
We who are lowly think of you solely as the Napolean of puppeteers!
After all of the years. All of the tears. Hearing the cheers. Ring in my ears.
Silence the scoffers. Fill up the coffers. Weighing the offers. Evʼryone proffers.
Theyʼre dying to back you with such a spectacular show.
They ooh and they ahh acclaim and eclat.
Stromboli and Marionettes
Stromboli, hurrah! Bravo!
(spoken) We go!