[00:00.00] 作曲 : Andrew Lloyd Webber
[00:12.46]Alright, until Mr. Schneebly comes back from the faculty meeting,
[00:15.98]I'm in charge!
[00:17.18]Says who?
[00:17.92]Says me, the band manager.
[00:23.82]Hey! Ain't got all day!
[00:26.51]Get moving.
[00:27.89]Only 36 hours, till the battle!
[00:30.14]You! No one comes through, that door!
[00:33.48]On it, security roll out!
[00:35.70]No distractions, no delays.
[00:38.50]This is for our resumes!
[00:41.95]So, it's time to go, hardcore!
[00:46.23]No talk, no gum smaking.
[00:49.18]Cell phones away.
[00:52.00]Go punk, or start packing.
[00:55.24]Get to work--
[00:57.91]Wake up, stop daydreaming.
[01:01.04]Do as I say!
[01:03.79]Get those guitars screaming--
[01:07.13]Clear the room.
[01:09.98]You! Go on and cue, the lightboard!
[01:13.87]Fade down to three and then back up to seven.
[01:15.91]You! Show them the new, hot move!
[01:19.36]Right, a five, six, seven, eight!
[01:21.94]Look rebellious, act more crude.
[01:24.66]Bring your best bad attitude.
[01:27.51]Band, get ready and--
[01:30.46]Let's groove!
[01:31.76]Hips out, and heads banging-
[01:35.05]Work that sashay!
[01:38.03]Now bring, the whole gang in-
[01:41.19]Hustle up. It's time to play.
[01:43.83]Hands high, and fists pumpin!
[01:47.12]Sneers on display!
[01:49.81]Let's get, this joint jumpin!
[01:52.87]Bring it on! It's time to play!
[01:55.64]Has the microphone been tested?
[01:57.44]What about the stand?
[01:58.80]Please stay tanned and rested,
[02:00.16]and await my next command.
[02:01.57]Are the pyrotechnics ready?
[02:03.37]And synced to the routine
[02:04.70]I'm counting on you Sophie--
[02:06.06]Don't screw up the fog machine!
[02:07.92]Who's the got speaker cable?
[02:09.04]Come on this isn't hard!
[02:11.00]Get extra if you're able--
[02:12.07]Put it on your mothers card.
[02:13.64]What about the songlist?
[02:15.05]Printed like I said?
[02:16.59]If you brought the wrong list,
[02:18.05]I swear to god you're dead.
[02:19.33]Got the flanger?
[02:20.40]The phaser?
[02:21.13]The pedals and effects?
[02:22.44]Make sure he remembers,
[02:23.83]or I'm breaking both your necks.
[02:25.44]Keep your voices rested-
[02:26.78]Warm up before you sing.
[02:28.37]I'm of course prepared.
[02:29.70]And so there's one more thing.
[02:31.14]You! Can we review the costumes!
[02:35.32]I'm still working out some looks!
[02:36.86]Jeez! Don't be a tease!
[02:40.05]Let's go!
[02:40.88]Well, I'm thinking a grunge, punk, glam kinda look.
[02:43.47]Look we don't have time to waist.
[02:45.98]While you try to find some taste!
[02:49.01]Fine! here's the design...
[02:51.96]Hell no!!
[02:53.03]Ditch the sequence!
[02:53.92]Amps cranked, and drums beating!
[02:56.63]Don't stop half way!
[02:59.72]Let's leave, some ears bleeding!
[03:02.70]Turn it up--
[03:05.65]Don't slack, there's no cruising!
[03:08.60]No way, Jose!
[03:11.26]This band is not losing!
[03:14.58]Bring the noise--
[03:17.45]Rock the mics!
[03:18.76]It's time to play!
[03:20.25]World watch out!
[03:21.58]It's time to play!
[03:31.77]

作曲 : Andrew Lloyd Webber
Alright, until Mr. Schneebly comes back from the faculty meeting,
I'm in charge!
Says who?
Says me, the band manager.
Hey! Ain't got all day!
Get moving.
Only 36 hours, till the battle!
You! No one comes through, that door!
On it, security roll out!
No distractions, no delays.
This is for our resumes!
So, it's time to go, hardcore!
No talk, no gum smaking.
Cell phones away.
Go punk, or start packing.
Get to work--
Wake up, stop daydreaming.
Do as I say!
Get those guitars screaming--
Clear the room.
You! Go on and cue, the lightboard!
Fade down to three and then back up to seven.
You! Show them the new, hot move!
Right, a five, six, seven, eight!
Look rebellious, act more crude.
Bring your best bad attitude.
Band, get ready and--
Let's groove!
Hips out, and heads banging-
Work that sashay!
Now bring, the whole gang in-
Hustle up. It's time to play.
Hands high, and fists pumpin!
Sneers on display!
Let's get, this joint jumpin!
Bring it on! It's time to play!
Has the microphone been tested?
What about the stand?
Please stay tanned and rested,
and await my next command.
Are the pyrotechnics ready?
And synced to the routine
I'm counting on you Sophie--
Don't screw up the fog machine!
Who's the got speaker cable?
Come on this isn't hard!
Get extra if you're able--
Put it on your mothers card.
What about the songlist?
Printed like I said?
If you brought the wrong list,
I swear to god you're dead.
Got the flanger?
The phaser?
The pedals and effects?
Make sure he remembers,
or I'm breaking both your necks.
Keep your voices rested-
Warm up before you sing.
I'm of course prepared.
And so there's one more thing.
You! Can we review the costumes!
I'm still working out some looks!
Jeez! Don't be a tease!
Let's go!
Well, I'm thinking a grunge, punk, glam kinda look.
Look we don't have time to waist.
While you try to find some taste!
Fine! here's the design...
Hell no!!
Ditch the sequence!
Amps cranked, and drums beating!
Don't stop half way!
Let's leave, some ears bleeding!
Turn it up--
Don't slack, there's no cruising!
No way, Jose!
This band is not losing!
Bring the noise--
Rock the mics!
It's time to play!
World watch out!
It's time to play!