P. T. Barnum:
Now is this really how you like to spend your days?
Whiskey and misery, and parties and plays
Phillip Carlyle:
If I were mixed up with you, I'd be the talk of the town
Disgraced and disowned, another one of the clowns
P. T. Barnum:
But you would finally live a little, finally laugh a little
Just let me give you the freedom to dream and it'll
Wake you up and cure your aching
Take your walls and start 'em breaking
Now that's a deal that seems worth taking
But I guess I'll leave that up to you