Your Highness, I believe there's much to fear...
[King Xerxes]: Really? The Peonies are no longer here...
A much greater danger may await you now
[King Xerxes]: How's that possible?
With permission, your Highness, I'll tell you how
It's my duty to inform you, and if I am correct,
To ignore this great emergency would be neglect,
It's the motto of my office serve and protect,
There are those who walk among us who show no respect!
The law must be adjusted, there are those who can't be trusted
A sneaky little family who do sneaky little things,
Who stick their sneaky noses into matters of the king.
I fear if they're not dealt with, the prospect makes me weep
A Zucchini-shaped sarcophagus will be where you sleep!
[King Xerxes]: Really? I am disgusted!
There are those who can't be trusted!
Your Highness, I believe we must ask with speed
[King Xerxes]: Agreed, say the word, I'll give you what you need
A simple solution, but you must ask now...
[King Xerxes]: Well how can I help?
With permission, your Highness, I'll tell you how.
After careful calculation, I've got just the thing
We'll send them to the dreaded Isle of Tickling
But before I can take action, we need to close the deal
And it needs the kingly imprint of your royal seal!
[King Xerxes]: I agree, they must be busted!
[King Xerxes and Haman together]: There are those who can't be trusted!
[King Xerxes and Haman together]: That sneaky little family who do sneaky little things,
[King Xerxes and Haman together]: who stick their nose into matters of the king,
[King Xerxes and Haman together]: for crimes against the kingdom, the punishment is steep,
[King Xerxes and Haman together]: the Isle of Endless Tickling is where they'll sleep
The law is now adjusted for those who can't be trusted!
Mordecai is busted...
[off-stage chorus] There are those who can't be trusted.
Writer(s): Kurt Henry Heinecke, Mike Nawrocki
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