Miracle: Pt. 2 - John Arthur Greene, Lesli Margherita, Gabriel Ebert & Original Broadway Cast Of Matilda The Musical

Dear God, up in Heaven, a prayer for Campbell Once she was my hero, now she's a disgrace I'm here on top and she's less than zero Dragging me down to save face She always worked hard, she was trusting and fair And, Lord, that's the crux of her problem right there You need that killer instinct to give you the nerve To grab everything you want in life, but may not deserve Like if some girl's in your way, there's only one thing to do You blackmail your mother who sits on the school board To get Campbell transferred and ripped from the life that she knew And your dreams come true (your dreams come true) And your dreams come true (your dreams come true) And your dreams come true (your dreams come true) And your dreams come true, oh, oh It takes that killer instinct, that killer desire (killer desire) Are you the little ant or do you set the ants on fire? And if there's two girls in line to lead the team before you Then you hack the school system and change Skylar's grade from A D to an F, then you hire some sick guy To lick Kyler's toothbrush, so she contracts mono Now no one is left to be Captain, so they turn to you (they turn to you) And your dreams come true (dreams come true, they do, yeah, yeah) Do I sound awful? What have I become? Who's that girl in the mirror I see? (Who is she? Who is she? Ooh) Some backstabbing whack-job I'd run screaming from Oh, God, I just love being me! Wouldn't all of you kill to be me? (Aw, shit!) You need that killer instinct since time first began From Genghis Khan to Bristol Palin, you need a killer plan You need to reach the top if it's the last thing you do I'm the girl to beat, the high school queen Seniors kiss my ass and I'm just 15 (And soon the world will know her name) I'm raisin' hell, and I'm a felon in a four foot frame I just use my killer instinct and my Dreams (dreams) come (come) true (Your dreams come true, and your dreams come true) (I use my killer instincts) ooh (Killer instinct) oh, yeah!

The people have not stirred We are abandoned by those who still live in fear Let us not waste lives Like all who wish do Go from here Do you hear the people sing? Singing the song of angry men? It is the music of the people Who will not be slaves again! When the beating of your heart Echoes the beating of the drums There is a life about to start When tomorrow comes Little people know When little people fight We may look easy pickings But we've got some bite! So never kick a dog Because he's just a pup We'll fight like twenty armies And we won't give up So you'd better run for cover When the pup grows You at the barricade listen to this The people of Paris sleep in their beds You have no chance No chance at all Why throw your lives away? Let us die facing our foes Make them bleed while we can Make 'em pay through the nose Make 'em pay for every man! Let others rise To take our place Until the earth is free!