God Damn You

You’ve stolen from my family
Ripped the soul out of my daughter
And then had the guts to claim she made it up
The courts, of course, can’t do a thing
«Your honor, she’s delusional»
And so you sit here arrogant and smug
They all know exactly what you’re really made of
But they won’t say a word to you
If they know what’s good for them
I’ve known too many men like you
Convinced that you’re invincible
Until you’ve pushed too far and it’s too late
I might not be as powerful as you
But don’t think I won’t follow through
Until I’ve finally seen you pay
Sir, this rude intrusion is too much
We’ve humored you for long enough
Poor soul have you gone off your meds
If you recall, the judge found that
Your daughter-An Adult- Was simply blaming
Mr. Swank for her regrets
Toad, it’s obvious a woman’s never loved you
But should you somehow ever have a daughter
You will sing another tune
A curse on both of you
God damn you both to hell
God damn you both to hell
God damn you both to hell
God damn you- go to hell
God help me!
[Forming a semicircle as they move towards Zanoni
While security pulls Zanoni back towards the door]
Get out!
God help me!
Get out!
Get out!
God help me!
Get out!
God help me!
Get out!
Get out!
Get out!
Oh my god!
Get him out!
Oh my god!
Get him out!