It goes with the Lloyd-Webber ditty, Music of the Night.
I can't find a complete instrumental solo but here's a flute version; I've skipped the intro so you can hear where the words fit. I can do a lovely transcription if you like?
. . . . . .• one syllable per note as played by the flute which peters out
(at recipes 4th line) so I've stopped it there.
| Precious Christ, when the women of heaven
Begin to toil o'er the stove
When all time is to end, and You come round the bend,
Will their recipes include the one that brought me to You?
Will we sup on the custard pudding of God? |