And it was this child who caught your master spy

(He caught the spy/Where was the spy)
(Our master spy/He'll surely die)

Hear my Rylans
When the green moon Gallen is eclipsed
You shall know the fiendish fury of our ships

We shall see Xur
We shall seeeeeeeeeee

I disagree with the whole premise of this week, there is no such thing as a poorly conceived musical, they are all fucking amazing triumphs of the human spirit.

I present this clip as evidence.

Also, Russel Crowe's singing voice, which is so bad you need it to remind you how wonderful entropy is.

Musicals : because entropy is wonderful.

They should've just sung "Seventy-Six Trombones".