The Hundredth Floor
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The Hundredth Floor

Kibi

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118-128 BPM major-key golden age Broadway showtune, ii-V-I Tin Pan Alley harmony, bright hopeful warmth edged with giddy, unshakable post-arrival ambition. Core instrumentation: Broadway pit orchestra, upright piano, swelling string section, clarinet and flute woodwinds, bright muted brass, glockenspiel subbing for vibraphone, crisp trained Broadway belter female lead with crisp diction, snappy comedic patter bridge, soaring 16-bar showstopper finish, snappy tap dance break. Narrative follows a 1940s small-town switchboard operator stepping off a midtown Manhattan bus for the first time, giddily mapping out her dream of landing a switchboard supervisor role at the Empire State Building. Lyrics lean into Cole Porter-esque witty wordplay about jostling taxi cabs, blinking skyline neon, wind tangling her new hat, Irving Berlin-style earnest earnestly hopeful core, Rodgers & Hammerstein-style grand romantic wonder at the city stretching out before her. Structure: conversational verse, rousing chorus, patter bridge, dance break, soaring tag finish.

歌詞

[Intro]
[Verse]
I stepped off the Greyhound bus
Amidst all the city fuss
The wind grabs my brand new hat
But I will not yield to that
My suitcase is cheap and light
My future is shining bright
[Pre-Chorus]
Look at the towers rise
Right up to the starry skies
I hear the big city call
And I want to have it all
[Chorus]
Give me a line
A switchboard that is mine
High in the clouds above
The city that I love
I’ll plug the cords right in
And let the show begin
Up on the hundredth floor
I’ll open every door
[Verse]
Yellow cabs zip and zoom
There’s no room for local gloom
The neon is flashing red
Just like the ideas in my head
From Ohio to Broadway street
I’m landing on my own feet
[Chorus]
Give me a line
A switchboard that is mine
High in the clouds above
The city that I love
I’ll plug the cords right in
And let the show begin
Up on the hundredth floor
I’ll open every door
[Bridge]
Connect it, direct it
Correct it, inspect it
I’ll patch every call through the line
And make the connection align
A ring and a buzz
Like nobody else ever does
From Plaza to Murray Hill
I’ve got the speed and the skill
[Instrumental]
[Chorus]
Give me a line
A switchboard that is mine
High in the clouds above
The city that I love
I’ll plug the cords right in
And let the show begin
Up on the hundredth floor
I’ll open every door
Yes, I will stand so tall
The queen of the calling hall
I see my future clear
New York, I am finally here
[Outro]

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