in the eyes of the young population once fallen asleep soon to rise to the occasion you won't find my name for the future roll call for a leader, a bleeder, a
fire in the eyes of the young population once fallen asleep soon to rise to the occasion you won't find my name for the future roll call for a leader, a bleeder, a
a moth to the flame. [Roxie Hart] A moth? [Billy Flynn] Now I am a man who will assist and you're a butterfly. Crushed on a wheel! [Roxie Hart] Wait