High Tenor
Vocal Percussion
Lead
Baritone
Bass
Matt Atwood
Adam Rupp
Chris Rupp
Andrew Umphrey
Joe Fine
Matt has a very strong musical theatre background,
so letting him ham it up in the studio was a lot of
fun.  We really needed a camera that day to
immortalize his expressions and gestures - guess
you’ll just have to see it in the live show.
Be Our Guest
Be our guest!
Be our guest!
Put our service to the test
Tie your napkin 'round your neck, cherie
And we'll provide the rest
Soup du jour
Hot hors d'oeuvres
Why, we only live to serve
Try the grey stuff
It's delicious
Don't believe me? Ask the dishes
They can sing
They can dance
After all, Miss, this is France
And a dinner here is never second best
Go on, unfold your menu
Take a glance and then you'll
Be our guest
Be our guest
Be our guest

Be our guest
Be our guest
Our command is your request
It's been years since we've had anybody here
And we're obsessed
With your meal
With your ease
Yes, indeed, we aim to please
While the candlelight's still glowing
Let us help you
We'll keep going
Course by course
One by one
'Til you shout, "Enough! I'm done!"
Then we'll sing you off to sleep as you digest
Tonight you'll prop your feet up
But for now, let's eat up
Be our guest!
Be our guest!
Be our guest!
Please, be our guest!
High Tenor
Vocal Percussion
Lead
Baritone
Bass
Matt Atwood
Adam Rupp
Chris Rupp
Joe Kent
Joe Fine
High Tenor
Vocal Percussion
Lead
Baritone
Bass
Matt Atwood
Adam Rupp
Chris Rupp
Andrew Umphrey
Joe Fine
High Tenor
Vocal Percussion
Lead
Baritone
Bass
Matt Atwood
Adam Rupp
Chris Rupp
Andrew Umphrey
Joe Fine
No one could sing this song like former member
Joe Kent, so he came to the studio for one day to
join us for this one.
Go the Distance is one of Disney's all-time great
power ballads, and the modal intro really gives it a
unique sound.
Aladdin is Chris's favorite Disney movie, so a song
from that show definitely needed to be included.  
Vocal jazz/swing is one of his favorite styles as
well, so this choice was a no-brainer for him.
Under the Sea
The seaweed is always greener
In somebody else's lake
You dream about going up there
But that is a big mistake
Just look at the world around you
Right here on the ocean floor
Such wonderful things surround you
What more is you lookin' for?

Under the sea
Under the sea
Since life is sweet here
We got the beat here
Naturally
Even the sturgeon an' the ray
They get the urge 'n' start to play
We got the spirit
You got to hear it
Under the sea

The newt play the flute
The carp play the harp
The plaice play the bass
And they soundin' sharp
The bass play the brass
The chub play the tub
The fluke is the duke of soul
(Yeah)
The ray he can play
The lings on the strings
The trout rockin' out
The blackfish she sings
The smelt and the sprat
They know where it's at
An' oh that blowfish blow

Under the sea
Under the sea
When the sardine
Begin the beguine
It's music to me
What do they got? A lot of sand
We got a hot crustacean band
Each little clam here
know how to jam here
Under the sea
Each little slug here
Cuttin' a rug here
Under the sea
Each little snail here
Know how to wail here
That's why it's hotter
Under the water
Ya we in luck here
Down in the muck here
Under the sea
Go the Distance
I have often dreamed
Of a far off place
Where a great warm welcome
Will be waiting for me
Where the crowds will cheer
When they see my face
And a voice keeps saying
This is where I'm meant to be

I will find my way
I can go the distance
I'll be there someday
If I can be strong
I don't care how far
I can go the distance
I would go most anywhere
To feel like I belong

I will beat the odds
I can go the distance
I will face the world
Fearless, proud and strong
I will please the gods
I can go the distance
Til I find my hero's welcome
Right where I belong

I know every mile
Will be worth my while
I will go most anywhere
To find where I belong
Friend Like Me
Well Ali Baba had them forty thieves
Scheherezad-ie had a thousand tales
But master you in luck 'cause up your sleeves
You got a brand of magic never fails
You got some power in your corner now
Some heavy ammunition in your camp
You got some punch, pizzazz, yahoo and how
See all you gotta do is rub that lamp
And I'll say

Mister Aladdin, sir
What will your pleasure be?
Let me take your order
Jot it down
You ain't never had a friend like me
No no no

Life is your restaurant
And I'm your maitre d'
C'mon whisper what it is you want
You ain't never had a friend like me

Yes sir, we pride ourselves on service
You're the boss
The king, the shah
Say what you wish
It's yours! True dish
How about a little more Baklava?

Have some of column "A"
Try all of column "B"
Well I'm in the mood to help you dude
You ain't never had a friend like me

So doncha sit there slack jawed, buggy eyed
I'm here to answer all your midday prayers
You got me bona fide, certified
You got a genie for your chare d'affaires
I got a powerful urge to help you out
So what-cha wish? I really wanna know
You got a list that's three miles long, no doubt
Well, all you gotta do is rub like so - and oh

Mister Aladdin, sir, have a wish or two or three
I'm on the job, you big nabob
You ain't never had a friend, never had a friend
You ain't never had a friend, never had a friend
You ain't never had a friend like me
You ain't never had a friend like me, hah!
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