ARTIST: Alan Jay Lerner and Frederick Loewe
TITLE: The Seven Deadly Virtues
Lyrics


[Camelot]

The seven deadly virtues, those ghastly little traps
Oh no, my liege, they were not meant for me
Those seven deadly virtues were made for other chaps
Who love a life of failure and ennui

Take courage - now there's a sport
An invitation to the state of rigor mort
And purity - a noble yen
And very restful every now and then
I find humility means to be hurt
It's not the earth the meek inherit, it's the dirt
Honesty is fatal, it should be taboo
Diligence - a fate I would hate
If charity means giving, I give it to you
And fidelity is only for your mate

You'll never find a virtue unstatusing my quo
Or making my Beelzebubble burst
Let others take the high road, I will take the low
I cannot wait to rush in where angels fear to go
With all those seven deadly virtues, free and happy little me
Has not been cursed

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