Candide, Act I: Glitter and Be Gay

And here I am, my heart breaking
 Forced to glitter, forced to be gay
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 Glitter and be gay
 That's the part I play
 Here I am in Paris, France
 Forced to bend my soul
 To a sordid role
 Victimised by bitter
 Bitter circumstance
 Alas, for me, had I remained
 Beside my lady mother
 My virtue had remained unstained
 Until my maiden hand was gained
 By some 'Grand Duke' or other...
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 Ah, 'twas not to be
 Harsh necessity
 Brought me to this gilded cage
 Born to higher things
 Here I drop my wings
 Ah!
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 Singing of a sorrow
 Nothing can assuage
 And yet, of course, I rather like to revel, ah ha!
 I have no strong objection to champagne, ah ha!
 My wardrobe is expensive as the devil, ah ha!
 Perhaps it is ignoble to complain!
 Enough, enough
 Of being basely tearful
 I'll show my noble stuff
 By being bright and cheerful
 Ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
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 Pearls, and ruby rings
 Ah, how can wordly things take the place of honour lost?
 Can they compensate for my fallen state?
 Purchased as they were at such a, at such an awful cost.
 Bracelets, lavaliers: can they dry my tears?
 Can they blind my eyes to shame?
 Can the brightest brooch shield me from reproach?
 Can the purest diamond purify my name?
 And yet, of course, these trinkets are endearing, ah ha!
 I'm oh so glad my sapphire is a star, ah ha!
 I rather like a twenty carat earring, ah ha!
 If I'm not pure at least my jewels are!
 Enough, enough
 I'll take their diamond necklace
 And show my noble stuff
 By being gay and reckless
 Ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
 Observe how bravely I conceal the dreadful, dreadful shame I feel