Next day, far from home The brothers planned the repulsive crime (Let us grab him now) (Do him in, while we've got the time) This they did, and made the most of it Tore his coat and flung him in pit (Let us leave him here) (All alone, and bound to die) When some Ishmaelites A hairy crew, came riding by In a flash, the brothers changed their plan (We need cash, let's sell him if we can) Poor, poor Joseph—whatcha gonna do? Things look bad for you, hey—whatcha gonna do? Poor, poor Joseph—whatcha gonna do? Things look bad for you, hey—whatcha gonna do? Could you use a slave You hairy bunch of Ishmaelites? Young, strong, well-behaved Going cheap, and he reads and writes In a trice, the dirty deal was done Silver coins for Jacob's favorite son Then the Ishmaelites galloped off with a slave in tow Off to Egypt where Joseph was not keen to go It wouldn't be a picnic he could tell (And I don't speak Egyptian very well) Joseph's brothers tore his precious multicolored coat Having ripped it up, they next attacked a passing goat Soon the wretched creature was no more They dipped his coat in blood and guts and gore Oh now, brothers—how low can you stoop? You make a sordid group, hey—how low can you stoop? Poor, poor Joseph—sold to be a slave Situation's grave, hey—sold to be a slave

I lay my head on the railroad tracks I'm waiting for the double E The railroad don't run no more Poor, poor, pitiful me Poor, poor, pitiful me Poor, poor, pitiful me These young girls won't let me be Lord have mercy on me, woe is me Well, I met a girl in West Hollywood Well, I ain't naming names But she really worked me over good She was just like Jesse James She really worked me over good She was a credit to her gender She put me through some changes Lord Sort of like a waring blender Poor, poor, pitiful me Poor, poor, pitiful me These young girls won't let me be Lord have mercy on me, woe is me Woo! Poor, poor, pitiful me Poor, poor, pitiful me These girls won't let me be Lord have mercy on me, woe is me I met a girl at the rainbow bar She asked me if I'd beat her She took me back to the hired house I don't wanna talk about it (hut!) Poor, poor, pitiful me (woo) Poor, poor, pitiful me (Hut! Never mind) Poor, poor, pitiful me (Woo-hoo, yeah) Poor, poor, pitiful me

Guess what? In his bed Pharaoh, had an uneasy night He had had a dream that pinned him to his sheets with fright No-one knew the meaning of this dream What to do? Whatever could it mean? Then his butler said "I know of a bloke in jail Who is hot on dreams Could explain old Pharaoh's tale" Pharaoh said "Well fetch this Joseph man I need him to help me if he can" Poor, poor Pharaoh Whatcha gonna do? Dreams are haunting you, hey Whatcha gonna do? Chained and bound; afraid, alone Joseph stood before the throne My service to Pharaoh has begun Tell me your problems, mighty one

I closed my eyes Drew back the curtain To see for certain What I thought I knew Far, far away Someone was weeping But the world was sleeping Any dream will do I wore my coat (I wore my coat) With golden lining Bright colors shining Wonderful and new And in the east (and in the east) The dawn was breaking And the world was waking Any dream will do A crash of drums (a flash of light) My golden coat flew out of sight The colors faded into darkness I was left alone May I return (may I return) To the beginning The light is dimming And the dream is too (and the dream is too) The world and I (the world and I) We are still waiting Still hesitating Any dream will do Still hesitating Any dream will do May I return To the beginning The light is dimming And the dream is too The world and I We are still waiting Still hesitating Any dream will do Give me my colored coat—my amazing colored coat Give me my colored coat My amazing colored Coat!

Pharaoh said "Well, stone the crows! This Joseph is a clever kid! Who'd have thought that fourteen cows Could mean the things he said they did?" "Joseph, you must help me further I have got a job for you You shall lead us through this crisis You shall be my number two!" Pharaoh told his guards to fetch a chisel from the local store Where upon he ordered them to cut the chains that Joseph wore Joseph got a royal pardon and a host of splendid things A chariot of gold, a cloak, a medal and some signet rings Joseph! (Joseph!) Pharaoh's number two (Pharaoh's number two) Joseph! (Joseph!) Egypt looks to you (Egypt looks to you) Joseph! (Joseph!) Pharaoh's number two (Pharaoh's number two) Joseph! (Joseph!) Egypt looks to you (Egypt looks to-) Joseph! Seven summers on the trot Were perfect, just as Joseph said Joseph saw that food was gathered Ready for the years ahead Seven years of famine followed Egypt didn't mind a bit The first recorded rationing In history was a hit! Joseph, how can we ever say All that we want to about you We're so glad that you came our way We would have perished without you Joseph, we are the perfect team Old buddies - that's you and me I was wise to have chosen you You'll be wise to agree Joseph, how can we ever say All that we want to about you We're so glad that you came our way We would have perished without you We were in a jam Would have baffled Abraham But now we're a partnership It's just a piece of cake (Greatest man since Noah) (Only goes to show'a) Anyone from anywhere can make it If they get a lucky break This could be a happy ending Perfect place to stop the show Joseph, after all, has gone About as far as he can go But I'm sure that Jacob And his other sons have crossed your mind How had famine hit the family Joseph left behind?

Joseph's coat annoyed his brothers But what makes us mad Are the things that Joseph tells us of the Dreams he's often had I dreamed that in the fields one day, the corn gave me a sign Your eleven sheaves of corn all turned and bowed to mine My sheaf was quite a sight to see; a golden sheaf and tall Yours were green and second-rate, and really rather small (Small? How dare you!) This is not the kind of thing We brothers like to hear It seems to us that Joseph and his Dreams should disappear I dreamed I saw eleven stars; the sun, and moon and sky Bowing down before my star—it made me wonder why Could it be that I was born for higher things than you? A post in someone's government? A ministry or two... The dreams of our dear brother are The decade's biggest yawn His talk of stars and golden sheaves Is just a load of corn Not only is he tactless but He's also rather dim For there's eleven of us and There's only one of him The dreams, of course, will not come true That is, we think they won't come true That is, we hope they won't come true What if he's right all along? What if he's right all along? The dreams are more than crystal clear The writing on the wall Means that Joseph some day soon Will rise above us all The accuracy of the dreams We brothers do not know But one thing we are sure about The dreamer (dreamer) The dreamer (dreamer) The dreamer (dreamer) The dreamer (dreamer) The dreamer, dreamer, dreamer, dreamer Dreamer has to go!

And Joseph knew by this, his brothers now were honest men The time had come at last to reunite them all again Can't you recognise my face? Is it hard to see? That Joseph, who you thought was dead Your brother—it's me? Joseph, Joseph Is it really true? Joseph, Joseph Is it really you? Joseph! Joseph!

Pharaoh, he was a powerful man With the ancient world in the palm of his hand To all intents and purposes He was Egypt with a capital 'E' Whatever he did, he was showered with praise If he cracked a joke then you chortled for days No one had rights or a vote but the king In fact you might say he was fairly right wing When Pharaoh's around Then you get down on the ground If you ever find yourself near Ramesses Get down on your knees A Pharaoh story A Pharaoh story A Pharaoh story A Pharaoh story Down at the other end of the scale Joseph is still doing time in jail For even though he is in with the guards A lifetime in prison seems quite on the cards But if my analysis of the position is right At the end of the tunnel there's a glimmer of light For all of a sudden, indescribable things Have shattered the sleep of both peasants and kings Strange as it seems There's been a run of crazy dreams And a man who can interpret could go far Could become a star (could be famous, could be a big success) (Could be famous, could be a big success) Strange as it seems There's been a run of crazy dreams And a man who can interpret could go far Could become a star (could be famous, could be a big success) (Could be famous, could be a big success) Strange as it seems There's been a run of crazy dreams And a man who can interpret Could go far Could become a star (could be famous, could be a big success) (Could be famous) Could be a star!