"The Creation of Man" as written by Nan Knighton and Frank Wildhorn....
The Creation of Man
Peacocks!
Sink me!
Think ye, Sir, how those feathered boys love to flaunt their tails!
Stallions
Zounds Sir!
Hounds, Sir! Stags! Of the goosie and the gander, Sir, who's gender is the grander, Sir To render total candor, Sir: The splendor is the male's!

What Mans duty is to wield the sword, defend the cave!
What! Oh no, highness, a male's duty is to uphold the banner of beauty! And you, as prince of our land, must lead the way!
Be an example to your sex; give your boot a dapper strap

And it's smarter if your garter has some snap.
Cravats should be flounced about our necks! Let the royal coattails flap! Be bewitching with some stitching on your cap.
Now drape your cape and puff your cuff, embroider those lapels!
Be the king of the beasts in pastels
La but someone has to strike a pose
And bear the weight of well-tailored clothes
And that is why the Lord created men!

You're a nincompoop, Blakeney.
Why thank you, sir
Always said you were, always said leave the fancy dress to the women!
Let me be a Roman, put on a tunic.
Bare the legs, a-what
Sink me! The man's lost his senses! Bare legs!

Strut Sir!
What sir
Roosters do. Give a cock his comb and the hens will pale. Bucks! Bulls!
More Sir!
Boars, Sir! Rams!
Of the nanny-goat and billy, Sir, whose beard is fully wooly sir It's bully for the billy for he's willy-nilly male!

Well the male animal is dashing of course: robins redbreast,
Moose with antlers!

Sir, Be a lion-hearted prig! Fill those pantaloons with light!
I could dangle down a spangle --- out of sight.
Oh yes, be bold Sir! When it's cold slap on that wig, draw your breeches in quite tight-- even more so and your torso will ignite!
Now smock your frock,
Perfume your plume!
I'll let my waistcoat swing,
And the jungle will bow to its king! La but someone has to strike a pose and bear the weight of well-tailored clothes
And that is why the Lord created men!
Now, strange, there's nothing about it in the book of Genisus.
Genisus! Ah, but think sir --- Adam was a gentleman in Eden. Though his body was admired, you would grant the adding of a fig leaf was inspired
---Oh, a fig leaf did just the job

If you're out to make a splash, Cheri, do know your haberdashery!
Buttons, buckles, ruffles, and lace!
Represent the human race!
But.BUT. someone has to strike a pose and bear the weight of well-tailored clothes! Each species needs a sex that's fated to be highly decorated!
That is why the Lord created men!


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"The Creation of Man" as written by Frank N. Wildhorn Frank Wildhorn

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