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Original Broadway Cast Of Matilda The Musical
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Miracle, Pt. 1
My mummy says I'm a miracle.
My daddy says I'm his special little guy.
I am a princess,
And I am a prince.
Mum says I'm an angel sent down from the sky.
My daddy says I'm his special little soldier.
No one is as handsome, strong as me.
It's true he indulges my tendency to bulge,
But I'm his little soldier!
Hop, 2-4-3!
My mummy says I'm a miracle.
One look at my face, and it's plain to see.
Ever since the day doc chopped the umbilical cord,
It's been clear there's no peer for a miracle like me!
My daddy says I'm his special little soldier.
No one is as bold or tough as me.
Has my daddy told you,
One day when I'm older,
I can be a soldier,
And shoot you in the face?
One can hardly move for beauty and brilliance these days.
It seems that there are millions of these one-in-a-millions these days.
Special-ness is de rigueur.
Above average is average - go figure.
Is it is some modern miracle of calculus,
That such frequent miracles don't render each one un-miraculous?
My mummy says I'm a miracle.
One look at my face, and it's plain to see.
Ever since the day doc chopped the umbilical cord,
It's been clear there's no peer for a miracle like me!
My mummy says I'm a precious barrelina.
She has never seen a prettier barrelina.
She says if I'm keen, I have to cut down on the cream,
But I'm a barrelina, SO GIVE ME MORE CAKE!
Take another picture of our angel from this angle over here.
She is clearly more emotionally developed than her peers. What a dear!
Yoohoo, honey look at mummy!
Don't put honey on your brother.
Smile for mummy; smile for mother!
I think he blinked.
Well, take another!
Have you seen his school report? He got a 'C' on his report!
What?!
We'll have to change his school. That teacher's clearly falling short.
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He's just delightful. So hilarious and insightful.
Might she be a little brighter than her class?
Oh yeah, she's definitely advanced!
(Take another! Push your brother!)
My mummy says I'm a miracle.
(Oh, she looks lovely in this light!)
One look at my face, and it's plain to see.
(I think you're right)
Ever since the day doc chopped the umbilical cord,
(Don't put honey on your brother.)
It's been clear there's no peer for a miracle like me!
(I think she blinked!)
My mummy says I'm a miracle.
That I'm as tiny and as shiny as a mirror ball.
You can be all cynical, but it's a truth empirical.
There's never been a miracle, a miracle, a miracle as me!
Mrs Wormald (spoken): Look, is this gonna take much longer doctor? I have a plane to catch at 3. I'm competing in the Bi-annual International Amateur Salsa and Balroom Dancing Championship in Paris!
Doctor (spoken): You're getting on a plane Mrs Wormald?
Mrs Wormald (spoken): Of course I am. I always compete doctor! And this time I have a secret weapon! Rudolpho. He's part I-talian you know! Very supple, has incredible upper body strength!
Doctor (spoken): I think we should have a talk.
Mrs Wormald (spoken): So what is it? What's wrong with me?
Doctor (spoken): Mrs Wormald, do you really have no idea?
Mrs Wormald (spoken): Gas?
Doctor (spoken): Mrs Wormald I want you to think very carefully. What do you think might be the cause of... this?
Mrs Wormald (spoken): Gasps
Am I? Am I? Look, am I fat?
Doctor (spoken): Mrs Wormald, you are pregnant!
Mrs Wormald (spoken): What?!?
Doctor (spoken): You're going to have a baby!
Mrs Wormald (spoken): But I've got a baby! I don't want another one! Isn't there something you can do?
Doctor (spoken): You are nine months pregnant.
Mrs Wormald (spoken): Antibiotics? Or... Oh my good lord! What about the Bi-annual International Amateur Salsa and Balroom Dancing Championships?
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