Lestat Musical - Welcome to the New World

What more could one expect of something new?
A feast of saints and the sinners,
A homespun web of bold beginnings,
This new world boasts a most collective stew.
And so indeed I'll plunge into the stream.
Here regret no longer lingers,
New passions here I'll cling to,
In America, I'll reconstruct my dreams.
The german and the irish flock here,
With hope and family,
And melody of language fills the streets.
Like myself, there are the french,
Who bring their old-world common sense,
While the spanish bring their fine nobility.
Here the tribal garb and manners,
Of the free people of colour
Seems strange to me
When others are enslaved.
This New Orleans, this melting pot
Is overflowing with cast off
Who've been dragged or freely came across the waves.

And here there's cheer in the streets
As they shout out the windows:
Welcome to the New World of the cajun and the creole.
Welcome to the New World,
You preening puffed up europeans.
Shake lose your pious shackles
For some good old superstition.

Welcome to the New World!
Welcome to the New World!

And here there's cheer in the streets (cheer in the streets)
As they shout out the windows (shout out the windows)
Welcome to the New World of the cajun and of the creole.
Welcome to the New World,
You preening, puffed up europeans.
Shake loose your pious shackles
For some good old superstition.
Welcome to the New World
For a wealth of new beginnings!