Something Bad is Happening

[CHARLOTTE]
These doctor’s journals
Never get distraught
Even when they are
They stay calm
And they list accusations
To which they deny
All of the implications

I’ve got a headache that you wouldn't believe
You wouldn’t believe
You wouldn't believe it

Something bad is happening
Something very bad is happening
Something stinks
In every journal
Written in blood and inks of every color

Look, a virus has been found
All the boys go underground
Something bad is
Spreading
Spreading
Sprеading 'round

[CORDELIA]
Tell me how it tastes
Tеll me if it’s good
Tell me, dear, if you'd like seconds

[CHARLOTTE]
Stop!

[CORDELIA]
Go ahead and wound my pride

[CHARLOTTE]
Oh, stop!

[CORDELIA]
You’re feeling very sick inside
I can tell
It is something I cooked
Is it something I cooked?
Look what I've done to my doctor

She’s my doctor
And I love her
She's got passion
She's intelligent and, Jesus Christ, a doctor
Very wealthy
And I love her
M.D. of internal medicine

I’m sorry you feel wretched
And I did it
It’s the food from the bar mitzvah
While you're nauseous
I feel wretched
She's my doctor and I love her
She's got-

[CHARLOTTE]
These fucking journals
Make me white with rage
Even at this stage, which is late
I don’t state, but spend time implying
How men will [?] start dying
I’ve got a heartache that you wouldn’t believe
You wouldn’t believe, you wouldn’t believe it

[CHARLOTTE, CORDELIA echoing]
Something bad is happening
(Something bad is happening)
Something very bad is happening
Something stinks
(?)
Something infernal
Written in blood and ink of every color
(?)
Look, a virus has been found
All the boys go underground
Something bad is

[BOTH]
Spreading
Spreading
Spreading
Spreading round

[CHARLOTTE]
Look, a virus has been found
All the boys go underground
Something bad is

[BOTH]
Spreading
Spreading
Spreading round