Song | Mrs. Remington |
Artist | Neil Bartram |
Album | The Story of My Life (Original Broadway Cast Recording) |
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[00:00.098] | Alvin |
[00:00.532] | The beginning. |
[00:01.890] | A story about alvin kelby. |
[00:04.265] | My mom passed away |
[00:05.232] | In the summer i turned six |
[00:06.792] | Write that down. |
[00:07.564] | Thomas |
[00:07.797] | Alvin, what's the point’ |
[00:08.663] | Alvin |
[00:08.962] | Trust me. |
[00:09.607] | (thomas writes in his notebook.) |
[00:09.949] | Thomas |
[00:10.322] | Alvin's mom passed away in the summer he turned six. |
[00:14.037] | Alvin |
[00:14.484] | Good. |
[00:14.917] | And left a single father and his son. |
[00:17.448] | But dad had the bookstore |
[00:18.937] | With a leaky roof to fix. |
[00:20.359] | So i was on my own |
[00:22.116] | Facing the unknown, |
[00:24.454] | The terrifying prospect of grade one. |
[00:28.329] | But at the time how was i to see |
[00:33.677] | A kind and gentle soul was waiting there for me’ |
[00:39.148] | |
[00:40.520] | Mrs. Remington, our first grade teacher |
[00:42.408] | Made elementary school a better place. |
[00:44.766] | But her single most disturbing feature |
[00:47.115] | Was the coarse black hair on her face. |
[00:49.528] | Maybe she was menopausal. |
[00:50.730] | Lack of estrogen will cause |
[00:51.976] | A lot of odd conditions, |
[00:53.390] | Some acute! |
[00:54.333] | The irony would never faze her |
[00:55.596] | Namesake of a famous razor. |
[00:56.921] | And to be so facially hirsute. |
[00:58.953] | |
[00:59.827] | But mrs. Remington smiled |
[01:02.161] | And she would brighten my day. |
[01:05.289] | Back then a teacher hugged you |
[01:08.089] | To make you feel okay. |
[01:09.287] | |
[01:09.765] | Though my face sorta stung |
[01:12.187] | From mrs. Remington’s beard, |
[01:15.404] | When she held me, my problems disappeared. |
[01:19.120] | |
[01:22.804] | Mrs. Lynch was an ignoramus, |
[01:24.873] | Mr. Pollack was just plain mean. |
[01:27.215] | Mrs. Remington was nearly famous |
[01:29.289] | For her parties at halloween. |
[01:31.838] | Pumpkin heads of every shape |
[01:32.935] | Were cut out of construction paper. |
[01:34.200] | Each and every one would be displayed. |
[01:36.543] | The highlight for the children was |
[01:37.743] | To make a really special costume |
[01:39.105] | For the yearly halloween parade. |
[01:41.544] | |
[01:41.977] | Mrs. Remington smiled |
[01:44.264] | And she was clearly content |
[01:47.239] | As she lovingly presided |
[01:49.521] | Over this, the main event. |
[01:51.409] | So we’d nervously walk |
[01:54.098] | Past her critical eyes |
[01:56.826] | And we’d vie for mrs. Remington’s top prize. |
[02:01.103] | |
[02:01.632] | Thomas |
[02:01.889] | There was this one kid wearing cardboard wings, |
[02:03.436] | A coat hanger halo, carrying a bell and a homemade book that said tom sawyer. |
[02:08.551] | Nobody had a clue what he was supposed to be. |
[02:10.870] | Alvin except me. |
[02:13.499] | (alvin becomes his younger self.) |
[02:13.759] | Oh, oh, oh, mrs. Remington! |
[02:15.417] | Pamela koshan thought he was the statue of liberty. |
[02:19.823] | Mrs. Remington, i know! |
[02:21.128] | Thomas |
[02:21.356] | Donnie carter thought he was a thanksgiving turkey. |
[02:23.466] | Alvin |
[02:23.729] | Mrs. Remington, i know. He’s clarence. |
[02:28.848] | The angel from it’s a wonderful life. He was my mother’s favorite. |
[02:32.375] | Thomas |
[02:33.276] | The class laughed. |
[02:34.775] | Alvin |
[02:35.142] | I cried. And mrs. Remington announced that i was next. |
[02:40.992] | |
[02:41.696] | But mrs. Remington smiled |
[02:44.203] | In that way that she had. |
[02:47.219] | A smile that made you realize |
[02:49.776] | That things were not so bad. |
[02:51.537] | And i knew from her face |
[02:53.829] | That this feeling would pass. |
[02:56.885] | So i went to take my turn before the class. |
[03:00.983] | |
[03:01.448] | Thomas |
[03:01.662] | Those poor kids were still trying to figure out who the heck clarence was... |
[03:05.152] | Alvin |
[03:05.329] | ... When i shuffled onto the platform in fuzzy slippers and bathrobe, |
[03:10.321] | With pink sponge curlers in my hair. |
[03:14.364] | "alvin kelby," mrs. Remington said, "and what are you supposed to be’" |
[03:20.661] | I’m a ghost. The ghost of my mother. |
[03:25.739] | |
[03:28.015] | Lunch that day was awful lonely |
[03:30.066] | Sitting by myself and only |
[03:31.836] | Wearing fuzzy slippers and chenille. |
[03:35.673] | While all the kids were making fun |
[03:37.526] | In came mrs. Remington |
[03:39.722] | With clarence dragging slowly on her heel. |
[03:44.773] | |
[03:45.209] | "clarence," she said, "i’d like you to meet mrs. Kelby. She’s a big fan of yours." |
[03:52.425] | And mrs. Remington smiled |
[03:54.943] | ‘Cause mrs. Remington knew |
[03:57.809] | That the battlefield of childhood |
[04:00.006] | Was easier with two. |
[04:01.837] | Mrs. Remington watched, |
[04:04.210] | As the angels do, |
[04:07.351] | And on halloween that year |
[04:09.025] | She saw two masks disappear |
[04:11.395] | When my mother met her angel |
[04:15.385] | And i met you. |
[04:19.229] |
[00:00.098] | Alvin |
[00:00.532] | The beginning. |
[00:01.890] | A story about alvin kelby. |
[00:04.265] | My mom passed away |
[00:05.232] | In the summer i turned six |
[00:06.792] | Write that down. |
[00:07.564] | Thomas |
[00:07.797] | Alvin, what' s the point' |
[00:08.663] | Alvin |
[00:08.962] | Trust me. |
[00:09.607] | thomas writes in his notebook. |
[00:09.949] | Thomas |
[00:10.322] | Alvin' s mom passed away in the summer he turned six. |
[00:14.037] | Alvin |
[00:14.484] | Good. |
[00:14.917] | And left a single father and his son. |
[00:17.448] | But dad had the bookstore |
[00:18.937] | With a leaky roof to fix. |
[00:20.359] | So i was on my own |
[00:22.116] | Facing the unknown, |
[00:24.454] | The terrifying prospect of grade one. |
[00:28.329] | But at the time how was i to see |
[00:33.677] | A kind and gentle soul was waiting there for me' |
[00:39.148] | |
[00:40.520] | Mrs. Remington, our first grade teacher |
[00:42.408] | Made elementary school a better place. |
[00:44.766] | But her single most disturbing feature |
[00:47.115] | Was the coarse black hair on her face. |
[00:49.528] | Maybe she was menopausal. |
[00:50.730] | Lack of estrogen will cause |
[00:51.976] | A lot of odd conditions, |
[00:53.390] | Some acute! |
[00:54.333] | The irony would never faze her |
[00:55.596] | Namesake of a famous razor. |
[00:56.921] | And to be so facially hirsute. |
[00:58.953] | |
[00:59.827] | But mrs. Remington smiled |
[01:02.161] | And she would brighten my day. |
[01:05.289] | Back then a teacher hugged you |
[01:08.089] | To make you feel okay. |
[01:09.287] | |
[01:09.765] | Though my face sorta stung |
[01:12.187] | From mrs. Remington' s beard, |
[01:15.404] | When she held me, my problems disappeared. |
[01:19.120] | |
[01:22.804] | Mrs. Lynch was an ignoramus, |
[01:24.873] | Mr. Pollack was just plain mean. |
[01:27.215] | Mrs. Remington was nearly famous |
[01:29.289] | For her parties at halloween. |
[01:31.838] | Pumpkin heads of every shape |
[01:32.935] | Were cut out of construction paper. |
[01:34.200] | Each and every one would be displayed. |
[01:36.543] | The highlight for the children was |
[01:37.743] | To make a really special costume |
[01:39.105] | For the yearly halloween parade. |
[01:41.544] | |
[01:41.977] | Mrs. Remington smiled |
[01:44.264] | And she was clearly content |
[01:47.239] | As she lovingly presided |
[01:49.521] | Over this, the main event. |
[01:51.409] | So we' d nervously walk |
[01:54.098] | Past her critical eyes |
[01:56.826] | And we' d vie for mrs. Remington' s top prize. |
[02:01.103] | |
[02:01.632] | Thomas |
[02:01.889] | There was this one kid wearing cardboard wings, |
[02:03.436] | A coat hanger halo, carrying a bell and a homemade book that said tom sawyer. |
[02:08.551] | Nobody had a clue what he was supposed to be. |
[02:10.870] | Alvin except me. |
[02:13.499] | alvin becomes his younger self. |
[02:13.759] | Oh, oh, oh, mrs. Remington! |
[02:15.417] | Pamela koshan thought he was the statue of liberty. |
[02:19.823] | Mrs. Remington, i know! |
[02:21.128] | Thomas |
[02:21.356] | Donnie carter thought he was a thanksgiving turkey. |
[02:23.466] | Alvin |
[02:23.729] | Mrs. Remington, i know. He' s clarence. |
[02:28.848] | The angel from it' s a wonderful life. He was my mother' s favorite. |
[02:32.375] | Thomas |
[02:33.276] | The class laughed. |
[02:34.775] | Alvin |
[02:35.142] | I cried. And mrs. Remington announced that i was next. |
[02:40.992] | |
[02:41.696] | But mrs. Remington smiled |
[02:44.203] | In that way that she had. |
[02:47.219] | A smile that made you realize |
[02:49.776] | That things were not so bad. |
[02:51.537] | And i knew from her face |
[02:53.829] | That this feeling would pass. |
[02:56.885] | So i went to take my turn before the class. |
[03:00.983] | |
[03:01.448] | Thomas |
[03:01.662] | Those poor kids were still trying to figure out who the heck clarence was... |
[03:05.152] | Alvin |
[03:05.329] | ... When i shuffled onto the platform in fuzzy slippers and bathrobe, |
[03:10.321] | With pink sponge curlers in my hair. |
[03:14.364] | " alvin kelby," mrs. Remington said, " and what are you supposed to be'" |
[03:20.661] | I' m a ghost. The ghost of my mother. |
[03:25.739] | |
[03:28.015] | Lunch that day was awful lonely |
[03:30.066] | Sitting by myself and only |
[03:31.836] | Wearing fuzzy slippers and chenille. |
[03:35.673] | While all the kids were making fun |
[03:37.526] | In came mrs. Remington |
[03:39.722] | With clarence dragging slowly on her heel. |
[03:44.773] | |
[03:45.209] | " clarence," she said, " i' d like you to meet mrs. Kelby. She' s a big fan of yours." |
[03:52.425] | And mrs. Remington smiled |
[03:54.943] | ' Cause mrs. Remington knew |
[03:57.809] | That the battlefield of childhood |
[04:00.006] | Was easier with two. |
[04:01.837] | Mrs. Remington watched, |
[04:04.210] | As the angels do, |
[04:07.351] | And on halloween that year |
[04:09.025] | She saw two masks disappear |
[04:11.395] | When my mother met her angel |
[04:15.385] | And i met you. |
[04:19.229] |
[00:00.098] | Alvin |
[00:00.532] | The beginning. |
[00:01.890] | A story about alvin kelby. |
[00:04.265] | My mom passed away |
[00:05.232] | In the summer i turned six |
[00:06.792] | Write that down. |
[00:07.564] | Thomas |
[00:07.797] | Alvin, what' s the point' |
[00:08.663] | Alvin |
[00:08.962] | Trust me. |
[00:09.607] | thomas writes in his notebook. |
[00:09.949] | Thomas |
[00:10.322] | Alvin' s mom passed away in the summer he turned six. |
[00:14.037] | Alvin |
[00:14.484] | Good. |
[00:14.917] | And left a single father and his son. |
[00:17.448] | But dad had the bookstore |
[00:18.937] | With a leaky roof to fix. |
[00:20.359] | So i was on my own |
[00:22.116] | Facing the unknown, |
[00:24.454] | The terrifying prospect of grade one. |
[00:28.329] | But at the time how was i to see |
[00:33.677] | A kind and gentle soul was waiting there for me' |
[00:39.148] | |
[00:40.520] | Mrs. Remington, our first grade teacher |
[00:42.408] | Made elementary school a better place. |
[00:44.766] | But her single most disturbing feature |
[00:47.115] | Was the coarse black hair on her face. |
[00:49.528] | Maybe she was menopausal. |
[00:50.730] | Lack of estrogen will cause |
[00:51.976] | A lot of odd conditions, |
[00:53.390] | Some acute! |
[00:54.333] | The irony would never faze her |
[00:55.596] | Namesake of a famous razor. |
[00:56.921] | And to be so facially hirsute. |
[00:58.953] | |
[00:59.827] | But mrs. Remington smiled |
[01:02.161] | And she would brighten my day. |
[01:05.289] | Back then a teacher hugged you |
[01:08.089] | To make you feel okay. |
[01:09.287] | |
[01:09.765] | Though my face sorta stung |
[01:12.187] | From mrs. Remington' s beard, |
[01:15.404] | When she held me, my problems disappeared. |
[01:19.120] | |
[01:22.804] | Mrs. Lynch was an ignoramus, |
[01:24.873] | Mr. Pollack was just plain mean. |
[01:27.215] | Mrs. Remington was nearly famous |
[01:29.289] | For her parties at halloween. |
[01:31.838] | Pumpkin heads of every shape |
[01:32.935] | Were cut out of construction paper. |
[01:34.200] | Each and every one would be displayed. |
[01:36.543] | The highlight for the children was |
[01:37.743] | To make a really special costume |
[01:39.105] | For the yearly halloween parade. |
[01:41.544] | |
[01:41.977] | Mrs. Remington smiled |
[01:44.264] | And she was clearly content |
[01:47.239] | As she lovingly presided |
[01:49.521] | Over this, the main event. |
[01:51.409] | So we' d nervously walk |
[01:54.098] | Past her critical eyes |
[01:56.826] | And we' d vie for mrs. Remington' s top prize. |
[02:01.103] | |
[02:01.632] | Thomas |
[02:01.889] | There was this one kid wearing cardboard wings, |
[02:03.436] | A coat hanger halo, carrying a bell and a homemade book that said tom sawyer. |
[02:08.551] | Nobody had a clue what he was supposed to be. |
[02:10.870] | Alvin except me. |
[02:13.499] | alvin becomes his younger self. |
[02:13.759] | Oh, oh, oh, mrs. Remington! |
[02:15.417] | Pamela koshan thought he was the statue of liberty. |
[02:19.823] | Mrs. Remington, i know! |
[02:21.128] | Thomas |
[02:21.356] | Donnie carter thought he was a thanksgiving turkey. |
[02:23.466] | Alvin |
[02:23.729] | Mrs. Remington, i know. He' s clarence. |
[02:28.848] | The angel from it' s a wonderful life. He was my mother' s favorite. |
[02:32.375] | Thomas |
[02:33.276] | The class laughed. |
[02:34.775] | Alvin |
[02:35.142] | I cried. And mrs. Remington announced that i was next. |
[02:40.992] | |
[02:41.696] | But mrs. Remington smiled |
[02:44.203] | In that way that she had. |
[02:47.219] | A smile that made you realize |
[02:49.776] | That things were not so bad. |
[02:51.537] | And i knew from her face |
[02:53.829] | That this feeling would pass. |
[02:56.885] | So i went to take my turn before the class. |
[03:00.983] | |
[03:01.448] | Thomas |
[03:01.662] | Those poor kids were still trying to figure out who the heck clarence was... |
[03:05.152] | Alvin |
[03:05.329] | ... When i shuffled onto the platform in fuzzy slippers and bathrobe, |
[03:10.321] | With pink sponge curlers in my hair. |
[03:14.364] | " alvin kelby," mrs. Remington said, " and what are you supposed to be'" |
[03:20.661] | I' m a ghost. The ghost of my mother. |
[03:25.739] | |
[03:28.015] | Lunch that day was awful lonely |
[03:30.066] | Sitting by myself and only |
[03:31.836] | Wearing fuzzy slippers and chenille. |
[03:35.673] | While all the kids were making fun |
[03:37.526] | In came mrs. Remington |
[03:39.722] | With clarence dragging slowly on her heel. |
[03:44.773] | |
[03:45.209] | " clarence," she said, " i' d like you to meet mrs. Kelby. She' s a big fan of yours." |
[03:52.425] | And mrs. Remington smiled |
[03:54.943] | ' Cause mrs. Remington knew |
[03:57.809] | That the battlefield of childhood |
[04:00.006] | Was easier with two. |
[04:01.837] | Mrs. Remington watched, |
[04:04.210] | As the angels do, |
[04:07.351] | And on halloween that year |
[04:09.025] | She saw two masks disappear |
[04:11.395] | When my mother met her angel |
[04:15.385] | And i met you. |
[04:19.229] |