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Emily Skinner - Alva Belmont Lyrics





How will we do it when it's never been done?
How will we find a way where there isn't one?
So what just happened?
Did Kenny kick you out or did you quit?
As in kick us out of NASA altogether?
Yes!
How will we afford our travel?

How will we raise any money?
Have you even thought of money?
How will we-
We can do it!
How will we do it when it's never been done?
I want us to meet someone.
A socialist, a socialite.

Alba Belmont.
Alba Belmont?
I divorced my husband for philandering.
Now I've got his millions for philanthropy.
You really think she'll give her money to a radical squad?
Every worthy cause needs a rich old broad.

Alba Belmont, I'm Alice Paul.
No, I know who you are, doll.
We're starting a women's political party.
Yeah! We'd love for you to join it.
You mean you'd love for me to fund it?
Oh, that would be great.

Let me get this straight.
You gals just stood in front of the suffrage establishment,
And the national press, no less,
And declared political warfare on Wilson and his party,
While the country's on the brink of war itself.
And now you shamelessly demand my riches of me
For this risky rebel goo.
The nerve of you.
I love it!

To whom do I make out the check?
The women's party.
She'll be the national women's party.
Gives it more oomph.
Women's party is sharper.
Is the SD enough to cover your plans?
National women's party it is.
Now wait, I tick!

You capitalist elite
Really want to exploit your working class
To promote your own dominance?
Ooh, I like you.
You really put the rage in suffrage.
Yeah, what's your name, darling?
Brujah Rosie B.
You're a good little socialist and socialized.
That's right, but that's neat.
Cause I've got a surprise.
Close your eyes, Rosie, close your eyes.
Open Sesame.

Welcome to your new NWP headquarters,
Right across the street from the White House.
It's you, huh?
Now I'm on board.
Now go head out west on a radical spree.
How can we ever thank you?
Someday you'll name it after me.
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How will we do it when it's never been done?
How will we find a way where there isn't one?
So what just happened?
Did Kenny kick you out or did you quit?
As in kick us out of NASA altogether?
Yes!
How will we afford our travel?

How will we raise any money?
Have you even thought of money?
How will we-
We can do it!
How will we do it when it's never been done?
I want us to meet someone.
A socialist, a socialite.

Alba Belmont.
Alba Belmont?
I divorced my husband for philandering.
Now I've got his millions for philanthropy.
You really think she'll give her money to a radical squad?
Every worthy cause needs a rich old broad.

Alba Belmont, I'm Alice Paul.
No, I know who you are, doll.
We're starting a women's political party.
Yeah! We'd love for you to join it.
You mean you'd love for me to fund it?
Oh, that would be great.

Let me get this straight.
You gals just stood in front of the suffrage establishment,
And the national press, no less,
And declared political warfare on Wilson and his party,
While the country's on the brink of war itself.
And now you shamelessly demand my riches of me
For this risky rebel goo.
The nerve of you.
I love it!

To whom do I make out the check?
The women's party.
She'll be the national women's party.
Gives it more oomph.
Women's party is sharper.
Is the SD enough to cover your plans?
National women's party it is.
Now wait, I tick!

You capitalist elite
Really want to exploit your working class
To promote your own dominance?
Ooh, I like you.
You really put the rage in suffrage.
Yeah, what's your name, darling?
Brujah Rosie B.
You're a good little socialist and socialized.
That's right, but that's neat.
Cause I've got a surprise.
Close your eyes, Rosie, close your eyes.
Open Sesame.

Welcome to your new NWP headquarters,
Right across the street from the White House.
It's you, huh?
Now I'm on board.
Now go head out west on a radical spree.
How can we ever thank you?
Someday you'll name it after me.
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