This is an early draft of an alternate song written for Ursula, and although it is catchy and full of dark humour, it lacks what has become Ursula's trademark larger-than-life personality. This song performed by Alan Menken, and is included in the "Music Behind the Magic" album.
Many thanks to Mariah for submitting these lyrics.
You won't sing, you won't speak
Not a word, not a sqeak
Not a peep, not a squeal
That's the price, love, that's the deal
But silence, silence is golden my dear
Up above they hate chatter
So what does it matter
If you become mute (nobody likes a loudmouth!)
I mean it
Silence, silence is golden my dear
Don't you think you should try it
They'll say "she's so quiet, so shy and so cute!"
Well, take it or leave it, that's all, that's the bargain
Go on, take a stand, make a choice
Remember you'll get the legs and the lungs and the prince
All I get is the voice
And you'll be silent
But silence is golden, sign here
There's no choice for you since
You're in love with a prince
But relax, I've been told
Silence is gold
Beluga, sevruga
Come winds of the Caspian sea
Larynxes, glossitis
Et max laryngitis
La voce to me
Now here it goes
Ankles and toes
Almost complete
Legs and feet
Enjoy, deploy it,
This form yours to keep
There I've done it, you're human
Good luck and breathe deep, dear!
Silence is golden