You're the Top
Glee Cast Lyrics


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At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
That I always have found it best,
Instead of getting 'em off my chest,
To let 'em rest unexpressed,
I hate parading my serenading
As I'll probably miss a bar,
But if this ditty is not so pretty,
At least it'll tell you how great you are

You're the top! Leroy,
You're the Coliseum
You're the top! Oh, baby,
You're the Louvre Museum
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss!
You're a Bendel bonnet,
A Shakespeare's sonnet,
You're Mickey Mouse! (hahahahaha!)

You're the Nile,
You're the Tower of Pisa,
You're the smile
On the Mona Lisa
I'm a worthless check,
A total wreck,
A flop!
But if, baby, I'm the bottom you're the top!

You're the top, Leroy!
You're Mahatma Gandhi, Hiram!
You're the top!
You're Napoleon Brandy
You're the purple light
Of a summer night in Spain,
You're the National Gallery,
You're Garbo's salary,
You're cellophane!

You're sublime,
You're a turkey dinner!
You're the time,
Of a Derby winner!
I'm a toy balloon that's fated soon to pop!
But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!

You're the top!
You're an arrow collar
Leroy, You're the top!
You're a Coolidge dollar,

You're the nimble tread
Of the feet of Fred Astaire,
You're an O'Neill drama,
You're Whistler's mama!
You're camembert

You're a rose,
You're Inferno's Dante,
You're the nose,
On the great Durante
I'm just in the way,
As the French would say,
"de trop"!
But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!

You're a Waldorf salad
You're just the top!
You're a Berlin ballad
You're the boats that glide
On the sleepy Zuider Zee,

You're an old Dutch master,
You're Lady Astor,
Baby, you're broccoli!
You're romance,
You're the steppes of Russia,
You're the pants, (purr), on a Roxy usher,

I'm a broken doll, a fol-de-rol, a blop,
But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
But if, baby, I'm the bottom,




But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Glee Cast's song "You're the Top" is a praise to someone special who is compared to some of the most significant and beautiful things in the world. The singer is self-deprecating, admitting he is "worthless check, a total wreck, a flop," and confesses he is terrible at expressing himself through poetry. But the one thing he is sure of is the greatness, the superiority of his beloved. The comparisons in the song are diverse, from mythical and cultural references like "Nile," "Tower of Pisa," "Mahatma Gandhi," "Inferno's Dante" to everyday references like "Waldorf salad," "Mickey Mouse" or cellophane.


The statement in the song's chorus, "You're the top" expresses a sentiment that cannot be overstated: the person is the best of the best, the highest, and the most wonderful. The lyrics connect with the viewer/ listener's desire to be recognized and appreciated, and also their appreciation for the ones they love, admiration for their achievements and the things they bring into their lives. The melody of the song is upbeat, cheerful, and catchy, which reinforces the message of the lyrics.


Line by Line Meaning

At words poetic, I'm so pathetic
I'm not good with poetry, it's not my thing


That I always have found it best, Instead of getting 'em off my chest, To let 'em rest unexpressed
So I just keep my feelings inside and don't express them


I hate parading my serenading As I'll probably miss a bar
I don't like performing or singing because I might mess up


But if this ditty is not so pretty, At least it'll tell you how great you are
But I'm singing this song to tell you how amazing you are, even if the song isn't that great


You're the top! Leroy, You're the Coliseum
You're the best, Leroy! You're like the Coliseum – impressive and awe-inspiring


You're the top! Oh, baby, You're the Louvre Museum
You're incredible, baby! Like the Louvre Museum – beautiful and full of wonder


You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss!
You're like a beautiful melody from a symphony written by Strauss


You're a Bendel bonnet, A Shakespeare's sonnet, You're Mickey Mouse! (hahahahaha!)
You're like a fancy hat from Bendel's, a sonnet written by Shakespeare, and even Mickey Mouse – all great in their own ways


You're the Nile, You're the Tower of Pisa, You're the smile On the Mona Lisa
You're like the Nile River, the Tower of Pisa, and the beautiful smile on the Mona Lisa


I'm a worthless check, A total wreck, A flop!
I feel like I'm not worth much, a mess and a failure


But if, baby, I'm the bottom you're the top!
But compared to you, baby, I'm nothing – you're amazing, you're the top!


You're Mahatma Gandhi, Hiram! You're the top! You're Napoleon Brandy
You're like Mahatma Gandhi and Hiram – noble and great. You're even like Napoleon Brandy – luxurious and valuable


You're the purple light Of a summer night in Spain, You're the National Gallery, You're Garbo's salary, You're cellophane!
You're like the beautiful purple light on a summer night in Spain, the amazing National Gallery, and even Garbo's salary – all great in their own ways


You're sublime, You're a turkey dinner! You're the time, Of a Derby winner!
You're like a sublime experience and even a delicious turkey dinner. You're even like the time it takes to win a Derby race


I'm a toy balloon that's fated soon to pop!
I feel like I'm just a toy balloon that's going to burst soon


You're the boats that glide On the sleepy Zuider Zee, You're an old Dutch master, You're Lady Astor, Baby, you're broccoli!
You're like the peaceful boats gliding on the sleepy Zuider Zee, an old Dutch master piece, Lady Astor, and even broccoli (implying that she's nutritious and essential)


You're romance, You're the steppes of Russia, You're the pants, (purr), on a Roxy usher,
You're like romantic love, the vast and beautiful steppes of Russia, and even the sexy pants on a Roxy usher


I'm a broken doll, a fol-de-rol, a blop!
I feel like I'm broken and useless, a frivolous thing, and even just nothingness


But if, baby, I'm the bottom, You're the top!
But compared to you, baby, even if I'm nothing, you're still the best – you're the top!




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