[Angel Rick, a British angel who always wears a flight jacket, in the Lord's office alone with pictures of prosperous Germans and Japanese and their
Lord: In Ottawa, there is a custom Before the boy becomes the man He takes a drop of Northern courage And swears he'll do the best he can He swears he
Margaret: Close your eyes now little girl They don't want to hear you cryin' You never had a chance, you never had a chance It's a great big dirty world
Martha (scaring the Devil a bit): Life has been good to me Got very few complaints so far Life has been good to me Hope you're as happy wherever you
Margaret: There's something in his eyes that I like And he's got this lazy little smile he stole from a movie he saw But I like him He's a momma's boy
Something in your eyes Makes me want to lose myself Makes me want to lose myself In your arms There's something in your voice Makes my heart beat fast
Lord (taking some kids on a Nature tour, including a little Chinese girl, who is standing apart from the rest): Relax, enjoy yourself You know it's only