Stephen Sondheim - No Life lyrics

[JULES] Ahh... [YVONNE] Ooh... [JULES] Mmm... [YVONNE] Oh, dear [JULES] Oh, my [YVONNE] Oh, my dear [JULES] It has no prescence [YVONNE] No pa**ion [JULES] No life It's neither pastoral Nor lyrical [YVONNE] You don't suppose that it's satirical? [JULES] Just density Without intensity [YVONNE] No life Boys with their clothes off [JULES] I must paint a factory next! [YVONNE] It's so mechanical [JULES] Methodical [YVONNE] It might be in some dreary Socialistic periodical [JULES] Good [YVONNE] So drab, so cold [JULES] And so controlled [JULES/YVONNE] No life [JULES] His touch is too deliberate, somehow [YVONNE] The dog [JULES] These things get hung [YVONNE] Mmm [JULES] And then they're gone [YVONNE] Ahhh... Of course he's young [JULES] Hmm? [YVONNE] But getting on [JULES] Oh... All mind, no heart No life in his art [YVONNE] No life in his life [JULES/YVONNE] No life