1. |
Fast Freddie
05:02
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Freddie's never coming back now
I heard he broke the rules
He's in the iron prison black now
He took us all for fools
He tried to make a paradise
And it was too good to be true
He said the cats should love the mice
And we should love each other too
Freddie, won't you come home
Freddie, where have you gone
When Freddie came he was a stranger
But through and through he just survived
But we could see he was in danger
Almost since he first arrived
Freddie, won't you come home
Freddie, where have you gone
So you better not shout and you better not cry
Freddie's just gone and there ain't no asking why
Okay!
Don't fall for the hype don't believe the lies
I saw him taken out with my own two eyes
Though still some people will say
Freddie got away!
(During the following instrumental the characters remain stock still and expressionless. On the scrim/screen at the back of the stage, still photos are projected. The photos continue through the last verse. The photos are black-and-white, grainy shots of mental patients: in padded cells, being escorted down hallways by orderlies, in electroshock therapy. They may or may not be photos of BOY/FREDDIE.)
They put him in a padded cell now
Gave him a box of apple juice
They thought they might get Freddie well now
But I guess it was no use
He feels the beauty and the pain now
The fire burning without end
So if you're thinking of staying sane now
Remember Freddie my friend.
Freddie, won't you come home
Freddie, where have you gone
So you better not shout and you better not cry
Freddie's just gone and there ain't no asking why
Okay!
Don't fall for the hype don't believe the lies
I saw him taken out with my own two eyes
Though still some people will say
Freddie got away!
(Now suddenly MERCURY Z quickly removes his straitjacket and reveals his ROCK GARB underneath. He steps to either corner at the front of the stage where there is a mike on a mikestand, and lights a cigarette. When he responds to the repeated calls of “Freddie got away” he shakes his head and looks bemusedly at the audience underscoring the naiveté of the singers. Meanwhile the singers singing “Freddie got away” recede from view. They glide off the stage and their spotlights dim, leaving only MERCURY in a large, somewhat wobbly follow spot.)
MERCURY Z:
Ha ha ha!
CAST:
Freddie got away!
MERCURY Z:
I don't think so people....
CAST:
Freddie got away!
MERCURY Z:
Okay you go on thinking that....
Now let's Give it up for THE BAND!
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2. |
Welcome To The Underland
06:41
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(Now the curtain or screen rises at a signal from MERCURY, and we see first the BAND, and then as lights come up, the stage of the UNDERLAND ROCK CLUB. It is a typical medium-sized rock club stage. Amps, monitors, cables everywhere. Banks of par cans visible to the audience. Cups of water and bottles of beer on the floor, on the amps, everywhere. Drum and percussion risers in the back. The BAND acts casual and confident, joking with each other while playing. Roadies hover at the sides and occasionally walk out to adjust something. While going through his patter MERCURY struts about, points out individual audience members and winks at them, high fives individual band members.)
MERCURY Z:
People, people people!
Welcome one and all
I'm your host, Mercury Z
I run this little concert hall
This rock'n'roll cabaret
A home base for Far-outs and Freaks
You'll here all the latest sounds here
As well as some noble antiques
A special "hello" to our first-timers tonight
The honor is all on our side
This boogie balloon will soon rise and take flight
So let us strap you down for the ride
Please feast your eyes on the beautiful choir
And the ever-sexy band
They are willing to grant your every whim and desire
Here at the Underland....
CAST:
Welcome, to the Underland
Let us take your hand
Have no fear
We're all friends here
And the end is near
So come on inside
And ride, ride, ride!
MERCURY Z:
Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Kitten Candi!
KITTEN CANDI:
Good-looking girls, and beautiful boys
So good to be here tonight
Why don’t you help me out and make a little noise
So we can do this thing right
I got a demon in the shape of a pill
Never gives me a break
All day he bounces me from fever to chill
All night he keeps me awake
A never-ending itch I just gotta scratch
A little bit just leaves me thirsty for more
So pour the kerosene and light me a match
And start the fireworks on the Underland floor!
CAST:
Welcome, to the Underland
Let us take your hand
Come through the wall
We've tried it all
So enjoy your fall
Come stay for a while
And smile, smile, smile!
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3. |
Friday Night Freakshow
07:05
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CAST:
Well the freaks are all showing up here tonight
Huffin and a-puffin with all their might
There's always so many this time of year
The freak police are in charge around here
Now the freaks are all reporting for duty
Headquarters said "get in formation shake your booty"
Showin' off the moves right up to the break of daylight
With big fat grooves and seven tons of dynamite
Stop – stop – stop – stop – stop and listen!
KITTEN AND BECKY:
Now we all come out every Friday night
MERCURY Z:
Gonna have a freaky good time
KITTEN AND BECKY:
Got to shake and shout til the morning light
MERCURY Z:
Gonna have a freaky good time.
CAST:
Now the freaks are all coming outta hibernation
Dancing and prancing with a dubious gyration
Bothering the locals just to get some recreation
Hand in hand across a fine and freaky nation
Stop – stop – stop – stop – stop and listen!
ALIENS:
See the silly earthlings, how they dance and cavort
We are intrigued and bewildered by this indigenous sport.
This is the freakiest show I have ever seen.
There was nothing like this on Zlotar-17.
CAST:
See the full moon rise and hear the west wind’s howl
Read omens in the skies both freaky and foul
Pound on the pans and rattle castanets
Calling all freaky studs and studettes.
KITTEN AND BECKY:
Now we all come out every Friday night
MERCURY Z:
Gonna have a freaky good time
KITTEN AND BECKY:
Got to shake and shout til the morning light
MERCURY Z:
Gonna have a freaky good time.
MERCURY Z:
With dragon’s teeth I planted rows of freaks
KITTEN:
Oh yeah? How’d that work out?
MERCURY Z:
They started to blossom in a couple of weeks
KITTEN:
Nothing like seeing a fresh freak sprout!
MERCURY Z:
I baked a couple in the oven too
KITTEN:
I hope they were tasty ones!
MERCURY Z:
Just like magic they rose and grew.
KITTEN:
Mmm hot freaky buns!
MERCURY Z:
Just gotta stop – stop – stop – stop – stop and listen!
CAST:
He's a freak she's a freak everybody here's a freak
Zip zakalaka boomity boom
I’m a freak you’re a freak comin’ thru the door a freak
Zip zakalaka boomity boom
He's a freak she's a freak everybody here's a freak
Zip zakalaka boomity boom
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4. |
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MERCURY Z:
As a lonely kid about fifteen
I buried my nose in a magazine
And there was a picture of the one who came to save me.
With a burning guitar and a wall of sound
He melted teenage frustrations down
And never have I lost the gift he gave me.
Boy-O, Boy-O, everyone’s favorite Rock Star.
Boy-O, Boy-O, rock on Boy rock on.
BECKY:
As a girl both shy and overweight
I watched TV and stayed up late
And there on the screen I saw my fate before me.
In the warm and dark I’d close my eyes
Sail far away and fantasize
Til through my blindness from my lies he tore me.
MERCURY & BECKY:
Boy-O, Boy-O, everyone’s favorite Rock Star.
Boy-O, Boy-O, rock on Boy rock on.
MERCURY:
They don’t make Rock Stars like they used to
MERCURY & BECKY:
Or so my big brother said.
They just use MTV to trick you
Those days are gone, passed, and dead.
So we dance until our feet get sore
We wear out every beer soaked floor
We pound on every backstage door to meet you.
Ten flying fingers on your hands
And siren singers and funky bands
But it’s only all us faithful fans complete you.
CAST:
Boy-O, Boy-O, everyone’s favorite Rock Star.
Boy-O, Boy-O, rock on Boy rock on.
Boy-O, Boy-O, everyone’s favorite Rock Star.
Boy-O, Boy-O, everyone’s favorite Rock Star.
Rock on, rock on,
Rock on, rock on.
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5. |
A Love Kinda Thing
06:24
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BOY-O:
Hey brother, why you standing in the rain
Don'tcha think it's time to get the sun to shine again now
Hey sister, why you turn and look away
We were going looking for a sunny day now
Hey big man, ideals in your eyes
Are you standing still or are you paralyzed now
Hey stranger are you looking for a fight
Or are you simply shivering in the lonely night now?
So is it gonna be a love kind of thing tonight
And is it gonna be a love kind of thing til the rosy morning light
Will we eat from the apple tree
Will we set each other free
Come one ride down the river out to the sea
And do a love kind of thing with me
Hey Jesus, it's a crime and it's a shame
All the crying and the dying in your holy name, yeah
Hey people, you know I think the time is now
Gotta find a way to break the rules somehow, yeah
So is it gonna be a love kind of thing tonight
And is it gonna be a love kind of thing til the rosy morning light
Will we eat from the apple tree
Will we set each other free
Come one ride down the river out to the sea
And do a love kind of thing with me
Cause at the end of the world
Under the rim of the sky
There's a heavenly garden
In a valley so wide
There's a snake in a tree
With a present for you and me
Cause we all got to die
But we sure would like to know why
Can't live forever but we might as well try
So come on come on come on
And bite that apple.
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6. |
The Airplane Guy
04:55
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BOY-O:
I'm the funny little airplane guy
And I fly up high in the sky
And I fly all over the place
Trying to figure out the human race
So many wonders I see below
So many things my travels show
And I'm so perplexed
What will I see next?
Go go little airplane go!
I was flying over New York City
One September morning so pretty
When two birds flew out of the sky
Saying "evil Americans die"
And they came in the name of Allah
And they knocked down the temple of the Dollar
And burned all the people in it
Two thousand gone in a minute
And I saw it all from my plane
And heard the voices of sorrow and pain
And now they shine in heavenly glory
If you believe that side of the story
A holy war can be thrilling
If you're suicidal and willing
But it seems kinda strange
How God can arrange
So much glory from so much killing.
So many wonders I see below
So many things my travels show
And I'm so perplexed
What will I see next?
Go go little airplane go!
So I flew to Afghanistan
Just to look for a very bad man
Cause there was no doubt
Those two birds flew out
From a nest in the palm of his hand.
I saw Sam my uncle there
Dropping bombs from high in the air
And he knew he had a world to save
So he blew up every village and cave
And he really meant to find that Nest
But somehow he kept forgetting
And with smart bombs heaven blessed
He took out every mosque and wedding
And on CNN it looked quite thrilling
We were powerful strong and willing
When you're the world's police
In the name of Peace
You sure gotta do a lot of killing.
So many wonders I see below
So many things my travels show
And I'm so perplexed
What will I see next?
Go go little airplane go!
I was flying out over Iraq
Cause I heard about the great attack
We were gonna do the world a favor
Gonna beat up on their nasty neighbor
But "calm down" the world came to tell us
Well, we figured they must just be jealous
Cause though we got little jobs for everyone
Only America can be Top Gun.
And we spared no vast expense
As we attacked in the name of defense
And if we had to take their oil away
It was a price we'd just have to pay
Being the Good Guys sure is thrilling
When you're powerful strong and willing
With so much at stake
Only the weak lie awake
And worry about collateral killing.
So many wonders I see below
So many things my travels show
And I'm so perplexed
What will I see next?
Go go little airplane go!
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7. |
Funk Alert Level Orange
01:56
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BECKY:
Now that’s a rock star, heavy and hot
Let’s keep it goin’ til dawn
KITTEN:
Yo Becky, I’ll tell you what
Your boy can sing but he does go on
BECKY:
Boy puts it out there and he says what he thinks
I’ll follow wherever he goes
KITTEN:
Shouldn’t you be getting back to pouring the drinks
And leave the show to the pros!
BECKY:
Meow kitten!
BOY-O:
Hey girls, let’s not fight, there’s enough of me to go around!
Thanks everybody, I’ll be right back. Don’t forget to tip your bartender!
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8. |
A Proposal
04:16
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KITTEN:
Hey…yo!
Excuse me…Mr. O?
BOY:
Ha ha ha, well, you can just call me Boy.
KITTEN:
Okay….Boy.
Don’t gimme no politics
That’s all such a bore
Don’t gimme opinions
Don’t dare talk about the war
I just want to lose myself
Hang out and dance
So what’s a girl gotta do to get into
Those Rock Star pants?
Don’t gimme no slogans
Not for this sweet kitty cat
Don’t get up on a soapbox
How dare you do that!
Life’s too short to worry
So pardon my advance
What’s a girl gotta do to get into
Those Rock Star pants?
BOY:
Well, that is a fine proposal
And you are a fine kitty cat
But I gotta say thank you but no,
So please let me go
Here’s why I can’t get undressed:
I’m just too depressed
CAST:
Ohhh….
BOY:
And so although you gave it your best
I’m just too depressed.
KITTEN:
Now there you go again
Stop getting me down
I could make you happy
Down on the ground
I like to take control
I’ll warn you in advance
So what’s a girl gotta do to get into
Those Rock Star pants?
BOY:
Well, that is a fine proposal
And you are a pretty kitty cat
Now you can look but don’t touch,
But thank you so much
Don’t mean to make you feel bad
But I’m just so sad
I know how much fun we could have had
But I’m just too sad.
I know how much fun we could have had
But I’m just too sad.
KITTEN:
So there’s nothing I can do to get into, no no,
CAST:
He knows much fun they could have had
But I’m just too sad.
KITTEN:
So there’s nothing I can do to get into, no no,
KITTEN & BOY:
No, no, no, no
CAST:
Don’t gimme no politics
That’s all such a bore
Don’t gimme opinions
Don’t dare talk about the war
We just want to lose ourselves
Hang out and dance
So what’s a girl gotta do to get in
So what’s a girl gotta do to get in
So what’s a girl gotta do to get into
BOY:
I can’t get undressed, I’m just too depressed
Though you gave it your best,
Oh its just too bad, oh I’m just too sad,
Oh don’t feel bad but I’m just blue,
In these rock star pants.
ALL:
He’s just too sad.
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BOY:
You people don’t know what I’ve been through, what I have lost
Such happiness I’ve known, at such a cost.
The first of June
A crescent moon
The crickets singing their song
It all went wrong
Honey so long
This is true, yes every word
It’s the saddest story you ever heard
It’s all true, yes every word
Ain’t that the saddest story you ever heard?
That bride of mine
Looked so fine
On our wedding night
We drank champagne
After the rain
In the sweet starlight
I said, Honey don’tcha go walking down by the water
There’s danger there, so please take care
By the edge of the lake, there lives a snake
You must beware – but
One hour of bliss
One final kiss
Then I looked round and saw she was gone
And I cried til dawn,
Now I can’t go on.
CAST:
It’s all true
BOY: Yes, every word
ALL:
That’s the saddest story you ever heard
It’s all true, yes every word
Ain’t that the saddest story you ever heard?
CAST:
When he would sing to her all the animals listened
Even the birdies in the trees
Now he’s an empty shell and something is missing
Look at him down on his knees
BOY:
She was the prettiest perfect thing I’d ever seen
And every day I sit and cry
For my lost wife
Long black hair and eyes of green
If only I could try
To bring her back to life….
(talking)
All the sunshine went out of my life that day
Now I struggle on in a world that’s dim and gray
And I say-
Where are you, sun?
Make us two one…..
CAST:
It’s all true
BOY: Yes, every word
ALL:
That’s the saddest story you ever heard
It’s all true, yes every word
Ain’t that the saddest story you ever heard?
And in my darkest dreams I lose my love again
And in my fantasies I choose my love again
And in my inner mind I find my love again
BOY:
My life is through, it’s done
But someday this will all be on VH-1.
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10. |
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MERCURY:
So you've noticed
Life is empty and without meaning
(We've got a pill for that)
On this rocky sphere
Out through time and space careening
(We've got a pill for that)
Why should you cry and sigh my my
And watch your only life slide by
(We've got a pill yeah)
Come run away and play today
and say "hellay! this is the way!"
(We've got a pill yeah)
MERCURY & BOY:
Enjoy the soothing balm of confidence and calm of mental peace
As your world is tinted rosy
Just take this jolly colored capsule it's convenient time-release
Feel safe secure and cosy
MERCURY & BECKY:
Have you seen us
We have got it all on automatic
(We've got a pill for that)
The love between us
Remains complex and problematic
(We've got a pill for that)
It’s not too late, why wait for fate
You can create a great new you
(We've got a pill yeah)
Blow to and fro and crow no no
Or let it go and breathe anew
(We've got a pill yeah)
MERCURY & BOY:
Enjoy the soothing balm of confidence and calm of mental peace
You’ll soon be feeling better
Just take this jolly colored capsule it's convenient time-release
And kid go out and get her.
KITTEN:
La la la la la la, one every morning
La la la la la la, one every evening too
This is our gift to you.
CAST:
Hmmm, we’ve got a pill for those whose shoulders ache
Hmmm, we’ve got a pill for those whose poor hearts break
Hmmm, we’ve got a pill for those who lie awake
Hmmm, it’s a piece of cake, so come on….
Why feel this fear?
Why shed a tear?
Salvation’s here!
All the pain can disappear!
So come on, so come on
Your trusty pill is standing near!
MERCURY Z:
Possible side effects may include: loss of appetite, loss of sex drive, loss of the ability to love, loss of the ability to enjoy life, in fact complete waste of your entire mortal existence—but not to worry ladies and gentlemen, it’s FDA approved! Hoo ha!
BOY-O:
Enjoy the soothing balm of confidence and calm of mental peace
As your world is tinted rosy
Just take this jolly colored capsule it's convenient time-release
Feel safe secure and cosy
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11. |
Alien Interlude
03:41
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STROGENA:
My brother….
RILDIVAM:
Yes, Strogena ?
STROGENA:
My seven-chambered heart goes out to these psychologically stunted creatures, the humans.
RILDIVAM:
Yes, truly they are, ah, pretty messed up…..to borrow their vernacular….
STROGENA:
They have not yet discovered the art of Unifying Behereification….
RILDIVAM:
Nor would they be capable of practicing it, except perhaps in a most rudimentary form.
STROGENA:
Yet I shudder to contemplate existence without the enlightened Behereifying arts we were taught on Zlotar-17. Forced to cope with everyday reality through the use of psychotropic pharmaceuticals.
RILDIVAM:
Many of them seek alternative methods of compensating for the, ah, general fucked-upness, of their spiritual existence….for instance, there are the great monotheisms….
STROGENA:
Oh, that’s a good one!
RILDIVAM:
There is what they sometimes refer to as ….”Makin’ Whoopee”.
STROGENA:
I believe that phrase refers to the reproductive act.
RILDIVAM:
Really? How odd.
STROGENA:
I have noticed that the kittenish female relies on the Whoopee method of spiritual amelioration….
RILDIVAM:
Perhaps to an almost pathological degree.
STROGENA:
While the bartender chick prefers to incinerate the foliage of the cannabis plant….
RILDIVAM:
It seems to provide similarly limited psychospiritual Grooveitude.
STROGENA:
….though without the putative benefits of “FDA approval”.
RILDIVAM:
I see the humans are about to commence their ritual of foliage incineration—shall we join them?
STROGENA:
Certainly! Let us don our disguises.
RILDIVAM:
Perhaps just a bit of Unifying Behereification before we head down.
STROGENA:
Good idea, sweet Rildivam….
TOGETHER:
….Mmmmm…..
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12. |
Morning Cigarettes
06:23
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BECKY:
I’m gonna wait right here until I know what’s going on in my head
It’s something difficult to figure out I know but it won’t take me too long
I’ll avoid clichés and use good common sense to figure out what’s wrong
I’ll sit right here and smoke a couple of my morning cigarettes.
MERCURY & BOY:
Go ask the doctor, he’ll do you a favor
Tell him how you feel, he’s a friendly neighbor
(And I’m a good friend.)
BECKY:
I’ve seen a couple things to indicate that something might be gone
I feel an empty space about the size of a quarter in my head
I’m a lot like other people, but I don’t think I’ve gotten there quite yet
At least I still can smoke my funny little morning cigarettes.
MERCURY & BOY:
Talk to your teacher, he’ll see what he can do
Go see the dentist, he wants to help you too
(And I’m a good friend.)
ALL:
I interact with people on a level fairly close to theirs
I look through them and see that everything is right where it should be
Can’t help but wonder what this missing piece might do for me
At least I still can smoke my funny little morning cigarettes.
Watch some television, it might give you advice
Listen to some music, doesn’t it sound nice.
(And I’m a good friend.)
DR. Ü:
Hey everybody vot is ze meaning of zis? Don’t you know it’s time for lights out, ja?
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13. |
Lights Out
09:06
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CAST:
Lights out! Lights out!
You had your bit of fun now but it’s getting on ten o’clock
Lights out!
BOY:
Whoa, what about the show?
I was getting ready to kick it into gear
CAST:
Lights out! Lights out!
Your little show is done now get up and smile for the Doc
Lights out!
BOY:
Whatever do you mean
What about the groovy music in my ear – listen!
CAST:
No, none of this is real, Boy oh Boy
Except inside your little mind
So now how do you feel, as you find
It’s all in your head
Will you let us tuck you in bed?
Sorry Fred.
Lights out! Lights out!
Enough of this fornication now enough of this freaky funk
Lights out!
DR. Ü:
We go through this every night about this time, Freddie my boy!
CAST:
Lights out! Lights out!
Better take your medication better hurry into your bunk
Lights out!
DR. Ü:
An even more inspired act than usual this time.
Perhaps that’s a good sign, ha ha ha.
CAST:
No, none of this is real, Boy oh Boy
Except inside your little mind
So now how do you feel, as you find
It’s all in your head
Will you let us tuck you in bed?
Sorry Fred.
You’re just another face
Just another sorry case
At the Ünderland Home For The Totally Insane®
La la la la la, you’re totally insane, totally insane….
BOY & DR. Ü:
Lights out! Lights out!
KITTEN & BECKY:
You do the same thing every night and we like to play along
MERCURY:
Your real name is Frederick Tybus. You suffered a complete mental breakdown 18 months ago.
BOY & DR. Ü:
Lights out! Lights out!
KITTEN & BECKY:
You like to step into the light, you like to sing a little song
MERCURY:
If you don’t believe me look at your ID tag. Inside your shirt, silly!
BOY-O:
And now I find myself relapsing
To a life I dimly do recall
And as this cardboard world’s collapsing, I hit the wall
CAST:
It’s all in your head!
BOY-O:
Why don’t you tuck me in bed
CAST:
Sorry Fred.
BOY-O:
I’m just another punk
Just another ship that sunk
CAST:
At the Ünderland Home For The Totally Insane®
BOY-O:
Really? Totally insane? That’s disturbing….
CAST:
La la la la la, you’re totally insane, totally insane….
DISEMBODIED VOICES FROM FARAWAY:
And maybe later in your dream
You’ll be sighing
Flying
Light as air
Riding on pink puffy clouds with the wind in your hair.
There, there.
BOY-O:
Wo, I don’t wanna go
No no no, I don’t wanna stop the show.
GIRLS:
Wo wo, he don’t wanna go no,
But it’s time time time, time to stop the show.
BOY, DR Ü, MERCURY:
Time time keeps ticking on down the line time time,
Time time keeps slipping into a rhyme time time
ALL:
Lights out! Lights out! Lights out! Lights out! Lights out!
BOY-O:
No, I don’t wanna go, I don’t ever wanna stop the show
GIRLS:
No, la di da di day,
La di da di da di da di day.
ALL:
Lights out! Lights out! Lights out! Lights out! Lights out!
No, I don’t wanna go, I don’t ever wanna stop the show
No, la di da di day,
La di da di da di da di day.
Lights out! Lights out! Lights out! Lights out! Lights out!
No, I don’t wanna go, I don’t ever wanna stop the show
No, la di da di day,
La di da di da di da di day.
(repeat as music goes crazy)
Good night
Sleep tight.
END OF DISC ONE
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14. |
Of A River
04:27
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BOY:
My dream is a breeze
I float like a leaf
And here I find ease
And I find relief
Through warm stormy weather
I rock and I roll
All my parts put together
All my pieces made whole
My last journey begun
I will be made one
My boat floats toward the sea
I drift peacefully
Forgetful and free.
Dark river flowing down to the sea
Dark river flowing down to the sea
Flow river, to the sea
Deep river, carry me.
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15. |
All Rise
03:09
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MERCURY, KITTEN, BECKY:
Hey, hey Boy, wake up
Hey, hey now, the doctor's gone away,
Two in the morning, it's power hour.
All rise.
MERCURY:
Wake up from silvery dreamerscape
Come back from sleepy sweet escape, boy.
Up rise through thick illusions now
No lies no trick confusions now, boy.
This court is now in session
We need your full confession
Boy, open up your eyes
ALL:
Awake and arise.
Hey, hey Boy, wake up
Hey, hey now, the doctor's gone away,
Two in the morning, it's power hour, all rise.
BOY:
Whatever do you people want with me?
MERCURY, KITTEN, BECKY:
Hey, hey Boy, wake up
Hey, hey now, the doctor's gone away,
Two in the morning, it's power hour, all rise.
BOY:
I was dreaming so peacefully.
MERCURY:
Too bad about your fantasy
We need you back in reality, son.
We've come to hold your hand a while
We're here to understand and smile, son.
This court is now in session
We need your full confession
Boy, open up your eyes
ALL:
Awake and arise.
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16. |
The 2 AM Freakshow
07:05
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MERCURY:
Glowing in the golden candlelight
The freaks are all up in the middle of the night
Here's where the real freak show goes down
We got the funkiest funk in town
MERCURY KITTEN & BECKY:
And the freaks are assuming emergency powers
All through the ghostly suicide hours
Everybody ready to stay up late?
We'll shake you bake you and set you straight.
Cause we all awake round the hour of two
Gonna have a freaky good time.
Now the world's a fake and make believe is true
Gonna have a freaky good time.
MERCURY:
While Boy-O in his dreams was walking
BOY:
Thinking I was alone
BECKY:
We were sitting in a circle talking
BOY:
Whoever could have known?
MERCURY:
Now Kitty came up with the master plan
BOY:
Well thank you Kitty I’m most impressed
MERCURY KITTEN & BECKY:
But we all pitched in and lent a hand
BOY:
I’m grateful beyond what words can express!
CAST:
Just stop – stop – stop – stop –just stop and listen!
Listen to Kitty speak.
You gotta stop – stop – stop – stop –just stop and listen!
Listen to Kitty speak.
KITTEN:
Well….
I know a closet on the second floor
Where there is hidden a little secret door
And that door leads you to a steep staircase
Spiralling down into a deep dreamy place
We gotta go down down down down to the lonely black
Gotta find the land of the dead, and get your pretty little girlfriend back!
CAST:
Cause we all awake round the hour of two
KITTEN: Never you mind the wherefore or when
CAST:
Now the world's a fake and make believe is true
KITTEN:
Gonna put that boy together again.
BOY:
It sounds pretty good – but how do I know
The land of the dead is where these secret stairs go?
KITTEN:
Well – oh – Doctor!
CAST:
Doctor!
What are you doing up?
We were just…ah….
Er….that is….
DR. Ü:
Guten nacht everybody. It’s nice to see you. Oh, don’t worry about me, really. Keep the music going. It’s a wonderful piece.
CAST:
Uh, OK….he wants to keep the music going….
DR. Ü:
I’ve got a secret I bet nobody knows
All these years and no one’s got a clue
Although I like to strike a professorial pose
The truth is I’m just a loony as you! (OOH! HUH!)
Yes you may murmur (MURMUR!) and you may gasp (GASP!)
I’m an unbalanced medical man (MAN!)
I’ve got the solution and it’s simple to grasp
So let’s continue this ludicrous plan.
Now, the little matter of the stairs….
Since we’re all delusional anyway
Why not simply hypothesize,
Postulate the stairs to go wherever we say?
CAST:
Yeah!
We’re all crazy anyway!
The stairs go wherever we say!
We’re all crazy anyway!
The stairs go wherever we say!
MERCURY:
Boy, you’re a rock star again so let’s get you dressed
To meet the King Of The Dead, you got to look your best.
DR. Ü:
Now after my confession
I’ve only got one thing to say
In my favorite English expression
I think it’s time to “PARTAY”!
CAST:
Partay! Partay! Partay! Woo!
Partay! Partay!
Zip zip zakalaka li lay!
Partay! Partay! Woo!
Partay! Partay!
Zip zip zakalaka li lay!
Partay! Partay! Woo!
BOY:
We’re gonna go down down down down
MERCURY:
Down to the lonely black
BOY & MERCURY:
Gonna find the land of the dead, and get that pretty little girlfriend back
CAST:
Everyone get in single file
Marching on down the hall
Light a candle those stairs are steep
No fear now people stand tall
DR. Ü:
Let’s put a blindfold on the Boy now.
There are things down there too horrible for him to see.
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17. |
Down In Deep
05:20
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CAST:
Down the hallway to the great staircase you go
Down in deep where you forget every face you know
Down in dreams to a dark and dusty place you go
Not a sound here
Deep in the ground here
KITTEN & BECKY:
Boy, you got your daddy’s eyes.
Boy, you got your daddy’s eyes.
Boy, you got your daddy’s eyes.
Come on.
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18. |
Alien Interlude #2
03:26
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STROGENA:
Rildivam?
RILDIVAM:
Yes – my brother?
STROGENA:
I think I know why the humans are so….messed up.
RILDIVAM:
To borrow their vernacular.
STROGENA:
The thing is: they can conceive of happiness, but they cannot truly experience it, except fleetingly, or in retrospect.
RILDIVAM:
Mmmm.
STROGENA:
They can conceive of love, but their efforts to enjoy it have led them to invent dating services, pornography, and various vibrating devices including something called a—
RILDIVAM:
I get the idea.
STROGENA:
Above all: they can conceive of eternity, yet live with the foreknowledge of their own finite lifespans.
RILDIVAM:
Yes.
(a pause)
STROGENA:
I would like to show you my latest invention.
RILDIVAM:
By all means, Strogena.
STROGENA:
I call it the “Schnoozifoozilator.”
RILDIVAM:
And what is its purpose?
STROGENA:
It employs microcellular electroselfreplicating spore synthesis mumutechnology inside a Girardian Vacuum Chamber to generate independent sub-gamma particles….which are then concentrated and distilled into this odorless, clear liquid.
RILDIVAM:
Some is dripping, there.
STROGENA:
I call the liquid concentrate “Schnoozis”.
RILDIVAM:
And what is the use of this….”Schnoozis”?
STROGENA:
It negates the psychogravitational reality projection field and generates synthetic psychogravitons based on local alpha consciousness emanations….in short, it makes imaginary things….real.
RILDIVAM:
Do you drink it?
STROGENA:
No, contact is sufficient. I am working on packaging Schnoozis into a convenient spray bottle.
(after another pause)
RILDIVAM:
That is a fascinating creation my brother….but please deactivate it temporarily. I am most curious to see what will happen with the humans on their quasi-mythological escapade.
STROGENA: (turning machine off)
As am I….Do you think Boy-O’s fractured psyche can be repaired by this bizarre play-acting?
RILDIVAM:
Anything’s possible. Let’s go in for a closer look. Please shut down the Ether Illumination Matrix—
(machine shuts down)
--and the Gluon Intensifier…
(another machine shuts down)
STROGENA:
Yes, that’s better. I will also attenuate the gain on the main hyperthrust amplifier.
RILDIVAM:
Shh, let us observe. They have reached the foot of the great staircase.
STROGENA:
They appear to be at the edge of a fetid and murky body of water.
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19. |
Stony People
05:14
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BOY:
The stony people crossed a land of concrete
Got dirt beneath their fingernails and blisters on their feet
Now we find a river deep with dirty muck and mud
He says “Have you traveled here just to drown?”
I say “Hey Mr. River I’ve got poison in my blood
Better not to swallow me down.”
CAST:
Lift high, high, keep the Boy high and dry
Show him the warm water splashing
High, high, never think or ask why
Through thunder crashing and the distant fire flashing
BOY:
The stony people have now offered me a lift
Through warm marshy shallows where broken branches drift
The ferryman stops us as we’re halfway across
Saying “For the living to pass this point is not wise!”
I say “I’m really dead inside from love’s tragic loss
Check out these pennies on my eyes.”
CAST:
Lift high, high, keep the Boy high and dry
Show him the warm water splashing
High, high, never think or ask why
Through thunder crashing and the distant fire flashing
Beware, take care, cause kid you’re nearly there
Beware, take care, cause kid you’re nearly there
BOY:
So by and by we reach the river’s far edge
Climb into the country of dark despair and hate
I survey the scene from a black volcanic ledge
And see the watchdog chained up before the gate.
All stink and bloody claws, all stench and drooling jaws,
In a cloud of black flies buzzing round
He starts to growl at me, with big heads one two three
I see there is no way around
I say “Hey Mr. Watchdog, why don’tcha go dig up a bone
I’ll just give you a nasty toothache
Or try and bit, but as you can see I’m made of stone
And surely all those pretty teeth will break.
CAST:
Lift high, high, keep the Boy high and dry
Show him the warm water splashing
High, high, never think or ask why
Through thunder crashing and the distant fire flashing
Beware, take care, cause kid you’re nearly there
Beware, take care, cause kid you’re nearly there
BOY:
I gotta beware, I gotta take care, cause I know I’m nearly there
Through thunder crashing and the distant fire flashing
(etc)
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20. |
CEO Of The Dead
05:55
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DR. U:
Und now, my boy, you have reached das Shady Kingdom. You must finish this alone. Walk five careful steps forward, then you may remove the blindfold….bonne chance!
BOY:
One – two – three – four – five
Here I am!
SHADES:
Uh – uh – uh – uh
Uh – uh – uh – uh
Push! Pull!
Rock! Roll!
Bail! Pail!
Faster!
QUEEN OF THE DEAD:
(vocalizes)
BOY:
Well….
Come out come out wherever you are
Mr. King Of The Dead, I’ve traveled so far
And I’m not gonna be long
Come out come out wherever you are
Mr. King Of The Dead, I’ve traveled so far
Just gonna do one song
SHADES: (as QUEEN vocalizes)
Push! Pull!
Rock! Roll!
Bail! Pail!
Faster!
BOY:
Come out come out from a shadow unseen
Mr. King Of The Dead I hear your Queen
Come out and listen to me
Come out come out from a shadow unseen
Mr. King Of The Dead I hear your Queen
You’re the one I came to see
SHADES, BOY:
Here in violet night
See a strange and perfect wonder
A living man from in the place of light
Walking in the world down under.
KING OF THE DEAD:
Well well well.
What have we here.
Hello hello hello
I hear you can really sing
Well I’m Hell’s own CEO
Please don’t call me King.
Try to get this thru your head
It’s 2003 ya know
Don’t call me King Of The Dead
The title is CEO.
It’s always “thee” “thou” or “majesty please”
With the bowing and the scraping on the knees
It all seems so medieval
Don’t call me Pluto Mephisto or Hades
I work out at the gym and drive a Mercedes
That’s called 21st century evil.
Well I got a lot of power in my role
Behind the scenes I can control
Most every bank and corporation
But I don’t run the globe with a wink and a nod
I’m not omniscient I’m just a god
Born from your imagination.
Kick it shadies!
BOY:
Come on come on let’s finish this game
Mr King Of The Dead or whatever your name
You got someone I know
Come on come on let’s settle this thing
Mr. CEO and formerly King
Without her I won’t go.
CAST: (in rotation)
Here in violet night
See a strange and perfect wonder
A living man from in the place of light
Walking in the world down under.
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21. |
The Hearing
09:31
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BOY:
Well all this truly is impressive and you’re one splendid chief executive.
I’ll be quick, to the point, and not waste your time, cause you’re a powerful man
Dressed in a powerful suit.
KING:
Well I sit in disguise on the board of directors of every Fortune 500 Corp.
With my connections I’d be quite a schmuck not to have earned
Quite a pile of loot.
BOY:
I was determined to see you face to face
But now that I’m here I’ve realized
You’re probably too busy to have time for my case
I suppose I should just scoot.
KING:
No! I got all the time in the world.
The whole thing’s been privatized.
The dominions of Hell are administered under contract
By Halliburton Brown and Root.
BOY:
Well! That figures.
So now you have time for some fun.
It must have been an endless chore
Being the King of all these Dead.
KING:
I thought I made this perfectly clear
Not to call me King Of the Dead
Those kinds of title are such a bore
How would you like it if I called you Fred?
BOY:
Uh, no thanks, Boy is just fine.
So should I state my business now
Is it that time?
KING:
Hold on, hold on!
Shadies! The hearing begins!
Mercury! To my side!
The surface world musician shall be tried!
And you my splendid queen
Sit beside me here on our throne.
Now shadies bring forth the girl in question
Chain her to that slab of stone.
BOY:
The girl in question? So you already know the whole situation?
What about not being omniscient, and just a product of my imagination
And all that jazz?
KING:
Oh please, Boy, get real.
The whole world knows your sappy tale
I watch VH-1 on my plasma TV
And get Spin and Rolling Stone in the mail.
BOY:
Even in gods I find I have fans.
So perhaps this one understands
KING:
Of course, in rock, the modern scene
Is my special domain, if you know what I mean
BOY:
Of course I do, and with little surprise
Are you also responsible for radio’s demise?
KING:
No, I wish I was
But the humans did that one all on their own
They came up with this broadcast fuzz
About as cool as being on hold on the phone
But still I’ve done my part
With all my dark and evil heart
To take music away from art
And make it the slave of the top forty chart.
BOY:
I see! So it’s all been planned
To hype music that no longer rocks
No doubt you’ve lent a hand
To Clear Channel, Disney, and Fox!
KING:
Oh yes those folks are my special friends
And the folks at the major labels too
We’ve tried to make sure creativity ends
And you never hear anything new.
MERCURY:
Ahem! Excuse me sire!
We’d like to remind everyone at this time
That this heavy-handed social satire
Is all taking place inside Boy-O’s mind!
Though the half-baked ideas of this fictional star
May titillate and amuse
The author assures you they’re infinitely far
From representing his real views!
The author, in fact, truly loves and respects
All radio moguls and record execs!
He looks at them with great admiration
And believes the trend of media conglomeration
Is all in the interest of the health and propagation
Of our proud and strong American nation!
(patriotic music plays)
BOY:
That was strange.
We seem to have gotten off on a track
I came here to arrange
To get my lost lady back!
(the SHADES bring out BECKY, veiled, disguised as BOY-O’s lost wife)
BOY:
Yes! There she is
The lost love of my life
So I ask you simply sir
Please give me back my wife.
KING:
Well you can’t ask straight out like that
You got to make a hard sell!
So sing it out the way you used to do
When I used to see you at the Rhinecliff Hotel!
BOY:
Well….
I appeal to you in the name of music and art
You know how I used to be great
But that girl is a missing piece of my heart
Without her love I can no longer create.
So please let me borrow her a few more years
And bring her back up to the light
We’ll both return but not until the time is right
And dwell with you here in the night.
KING:
No no no, no dice Boy. Didn’t I just get through explaining I couldn’t care less about your little chirpings! You humans always act as if art is so important! Perhaps it is, to you, but imagine your conceit thinking that your futile mental meanderings could mean anything to the gods! Try again….
BOY:
Well….
I appeal to you in the name of all that is fair
In protest against the cruelty of death
This girl and I were promised a lifetime to share
Way too soon she had to draw her last breath
So please let me borrow her a few more years
And bring her back up to the light
We’ll both return but not until the time is right
And dwell with you here in the night.
KING:
No, no, no, Boy, look who you’re talking to! Fairness indeed! Death is my business, whether it comes to an infant or an old timer makes no difference to me. And what can a God like me know of the grief of death? I’ll be sitting in this same throne a thousand years after your Great Little Tragedy has been eroded from the world’s memory. Try again….
BOY:
Well….
I appeal to you to in the name of compassion
To show some mercy on this flea
Some ember of kindness must glow in that heart dark and ashen
I beg you down on my knee
To please let me borrow her a few more years
And bring her back up to the light
We’ll both come back but not until the time is right
And dwell with you here in the night.
KING:
Uccchh! Sweet Jesus, no, no, NO! Compassion my toenail! Do I look like a social worker to you? Get up off your knees, you look ridiculous, it’s embarrassing! …. Now I think you’re out of appeals. Head back up to the surface world like a good Boy—I’ll see you back here soon enough. Hearing’s over everybody!
BOY:
No – wait! I, uhh….
KING:
Yes, what is it? I’ve got cable networks to take over!
MERCURY:
Once again, the author would like to humbly assure his listeners in the communications industry that the views expressed here---
KING:
Oh, quiet, messenger! Boy – I’m waiting!
BOY:
I, uh, I appeal to you – in the name of—
Mercury, help! I can’t think of anything!
MERCURY:
Has her highness the Queen also judged on this matter, oh great CEO?
KING:
(sigh) My Queen, have you anything to add before we dismiss this troubador?
QUEEN:
(vocalises)
BOY: (as QUEEN continues)
That’s it!
I appeal to you in the name of your own love
Which rules down here just as strongly as above
You must have known the fever of love back in the day
To find this lovely creature, and kidnap her away!
(he sings with the QUEEN)
KING:
Beautiful, my dear.
Okay Boy, you’ve made your case
On your last and final appeal
You can take your bride away from this place
Just one condition on the deal.
BOY:
Yes?
KING:
The girl will ascend with you to the surface world walking no closer that five paces behind you, veiled, and guided by my handy messenger Mercury, while you walk on in front, always looking forward. You shall not look around to confirm her presence until you reach the surface world, and by this demonstration of trust you shall prove your gratefulness and appreciation of my wise judgment. Remember no looking back the whole way up or you lose this little chickadee forever, got it? Do we have a deal?
BOY:
Yes!
MERCURY:
Five paces behind, guide the girl, the Boy can’t look back or I banish her back here forever. Got it!
KING:
The friends you came with have already been transported back to the sunlit world where they will watch your progress on this special PLASMA SCREEN TV! It gets 666 channels and is guaranteed to waste most of the rest of your pitifully few remaining waking and living hours!
(QUEEN displays the TV like Vanna White)
BOY:
Thanks a lot, King! I mean, uh, Mr CEO!
KING:
Yeah yeah yeah. Do me a favor and try to write a hit single one of these days instead of this dated concept rock!
BOY:
Thank you Queen!
KING:
Just get out of here!
MERCURY:
Come on Boy, let’s get going! You, sweetie, you come with me.
(the KING and QUEEN go back to being DR. Ü and KITTEN; BOY starts marching followed by MERCURY guiding BECKY who is still veiled)
Hey drummer….how ‘bout some escape music!
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22. |
Never Look Back
05:50
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CAST:
No no never never look back, don’t turn around
Lead the girl back from the dead
Keep your eyes on the road ahead
No never look back, Boy
No no never never look back, while underground
Til you reach the surface air
Just have faith the girl is there
No never look back, Boy
BOY:
And she’ll be my queen
CAST:
Sweet and serene
BOY:
And I need her
Beside me, to guide me
To ride free, all the way home
CAST:
And she’ll be your queen
BOY:
In silver and green
And I need her
To hold me, rock and roll me,
Unfold me all the way home.
CAST:
No no never never look back, don’t glance about
BOY:
This is such a stupid rule
Hades played me for a fool
CAST:
No never look back, Boy
No no never never look back, don’t start to doubt
BOY:
We’ve come miles from smoke and flame
This is such a useless game
CAST:
No never look back, Boy
BOY:
How long must I wait
CAST:
To pass through the gate
BOY:
Cause I need her
I can’t fake this, I can’t take this
I won’t make this, all the way home.
CAST:
Not long now to wait
BOY:
To meet with my fate
Cause I need her
And I see no trace, why don’t she show her face
Such a slow pace, all the way home.
I’m gonna look, I just don’t care
Cause I can’t take this any longer.
CAST:
No! we’re almost there
You got to be a little stronger
BOY: (after instrumental)
I’m gonna look, I just don’t care
Cause I can’t take this any longer.
CAST:
No! we’re almost there
You got to be a little stronger
BOY:
I gotta look (NO!)
I gotta see (NO!)
How do I know (NO!)
She’s still with me (NO!)
I gotta see….(Nooooo!!!)
MERCURY:
Boy say goodbye….
CAST:
And now she is gone
BOY:
I tried to go on
But I need her
CAST:
There was nothing to it
But you blew it
Why’d you do it
Boy say goodbye.
BOY:
Yes now she is gone
CAST:
He couldn’t go on
BOY:
And I need her
CAST:
Say bye-bye, now
Time to cry, now
BOY:
Time to die, now
And I don’t know why.
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23. |
I Bounce The Green Ball
06:21
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MERCURY:
So, I don’t think the plan was, ah, successful.
BECKY:
Ah, no….
DR. Ü:
Da plan is kaput! Boy is a dumbkopf! He is now regressing childhood, playing ball in the halls of the Tybus mansion….but even this is a sort of overbearing pompous rock opera type regression….
MERCURY:
Lord, what if he busts out with some 80’s style guitar solo halfway through the song?
DR. Ü:
I fear zis is all too possible, mein liebchen, ja.
BOY: (playing toy piano)
Hello, I am the Boy
I Bounce the Green Ball
I lean on the wall looking down.
Hello, I am the Boy
Out in the sunshine
I stand on the sideline, looking down.
Maybe there once was a reason
A trace of some other face
But I don’t know where
Now nobody’s there
And I just don’t care
About anybody else but me.
Really I’m fine
I’ve made up my mind
I just ain’t got time
For anybody else but me.
(he plays an 80’s style guitar solo with full orchestra)
Hello, I am the Boy
I crawl like a bug
I sleep on the rug in the hallway.
Hello, I am the reader
Of forgotten dead writers
And a breeder of spiders in the hallway.
Maybe there once was another
A soul to fill up this hole
But I don’t know where
Now nobody’s there
And I just don’t care
About anybody else but me.
Really I’m fine
I’ve made up my mind
I just ain’t got time
For anybody else but me.
Just ain’t no time for anybody else but meeeee……
CAST:
Stop it!
Stop!
Stop singing that note!
Get him!
Make him stop!
Get him!
(CAST attacks BOY; then the scene freezes)
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24. |
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STROGENA:
My brother—the situation is dire.
RILDIVAM:
I can see. The humans, angered by his excessively melancholy singing, are attempting to tear young Frederick into little pieces.
STROGENA:
We must act precipitously.
RILDIVAM:
I see only one solution—
STROGENA:
Exactly—we must spray the entire scene with Schnoozis—
RILDIVAM:
Quite so my brother. Let us teleport to their locality—
STROGENA:
The coordinates are already entered into the Matter Relocator.
(they teleport, arriving at the scene with spray bottles of Schnoozis™)
STROGENA: Spray it everywhere you can.
RILDIVAM:
So this will make his Boy-O fantasy real?
STROGENA:
Yes, and he will thus escape the clutches of his enraged former friends….he will be transported into his current fantasy, in which he is lying on a peaceful shore in a pink plastic lounge chair, 2 beautiful women on either side, drinking a tropical alcoholic beverage, waiting for the tide to rise….
RILDIVAM: (as they finish spraying the Schnoozis™)
We will have to hook him up to life support on the ship.
STROGENA:
Yes—he will have to spend the rest of his days dependent on Schnoozis™. Not such a bad fate really?
RILDIVAM:
A sort of death, really.
STROGENA:
Or is it in fact the ultimate enlightenment?
RILDIVAM:
Perhaps it would be more subtle to allow our listeners to ponder these questions on their own.
STROGENA:
Indubitably, my brother. Now then…ahem….let us remove our irritating ring modulators and sing Boy-O a soothing lullaby.
RILDIVAM:
Indeed, and why not let those two pleasantly shaped sex kittens join us, since they so deeply regret the murder of their hero….
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25. |
It's Warm In Here
03:41
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ALIENS:
Broken down, and torn up into parts
Be still, the pressure almost killed you
CAST:
Run to ground, your fragile human hearts
Come sleep, here where we can build you
STROGENA:
I see you’ve lost your way again
BECKY & KITTEN:
It happens to the best of men
RILDIVAM:
Late at night, the highway sign glows
CAST:
Follow the light, and go where it goes
ALIENS:
We wait to receive you
And we will not deceive you
CAST:
And everything you say we will believe you
No more worries no more fear
Come on in, it’s warm in here
And we are always standing near
Come on in, it’s warm in here
No more worries no more fear
Come on in, it’s warm in here
And we’ll keep safe the love we made
It’s time to fade, fade, fade
Fade Away.
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26. |
Waiting For The Tide
05:21
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BOY:
Feels like a dream
As I’m lying on the beach
Staring up at blue sky
Just beyond my reach
I spread my towel on the edge of a sandy rise
And wait for the girl in green to open her eyes
And someone’s shouting faraway
But it doesn’t matter anyway
I hope the sun don’t dry your makeup
And I hope we never wake up
CAST:
We thought the time was right to get a little rest for you kid.
We tried with all our might to do the very best for you kid.
We know you need to hide
We know you’re somewhere deep inside
So just sit back and wait for the tide
To rise, rise, rise
Just wait for the tide to rise.
BOY: (OR BECKY/MERCURY)
Now the girl rolls over with a sleepy smile
She’s programmed to do that every once in a while
He sips his drink and smokes the perfect cigarette
The illusion should last a while yet
And it feels so good to hold her hand
And digs his feet into the sand
Oh! Dreaming here beneath the sun
Oh! Waiting for the tide to come
CAST:
We thought the time was right to get a little rest for you kid.
We tried with all our might to do the very best for you kid.
We know you need to hide
We know you’re somewhere deep inside
So just sit back and wait for the tide
To rise, rise, rise
Just wait for the tide to rise.
BOY:
Picking up seashells
Listening for churchbells
Watching the ocean
A world without motion
ALIENS:
We’ve got so much to teach you
Just let the cool water reach you
CAST:
And fade away, fade away, fade away.
BOY:
Wo, wo wo wo, I’m so glad that I closed my eyes
Wo, wo wo wo, just waiting for the tide to rise
(after a guitar solo KITTEN comes out again as QUEEN OF THE DEAD)
QUEEN:
Here in your dream
Lie with me
Flying free
Life, let go
All whole.
CAST:
Let go, let go, let go
QUEEN:
Sleep in my cool embrace
You’ve run your race
Peacefully
Forget, be free.
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27. |
The Last Rock Star
08:22
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CAST:
There he goes, our former friend
The very last rock star has gone around the bend
He grabbed his coat
And he played one last note, and he said
BOY:
That’s all folks, this is the end.
CAST:
And there he goes, is he alright
The very last rock star is fading out of sight
He’s in his car
And he took his guitar, and he said
BOY:
That’s all folks, say nighty-night.
MERCURY:
It’s finally time to turn the page (turn the page)
Our boy has jumped down off the stage (he’s left the stage)
After so many funky shows
And where he’s headed no one knows
CAST:
But there he goes, oh sorry day
The very last rock star has nothing left to say
He could no longer sing
And he broke a string, and he said
BOY:
That’s all folks my my hey hey.
BECKY:
And the band just keeps on playing
(look at ‘em go)
Hoping for the show to go on
(don’t stop the show)
And the crowd just keeps on paying
MERCURY:
But it’s a con, the star is gone,
ALL:
He promised them a rose
And then he punched them in the nose
And there he goes, hanging up the phone,
The very last rock star has finally outgrown
His favorite bluesy licks
And all the party chicks, and he says
BOY:
Where I go now I go alone
ALL:
And there he goes, god save his soul
The very last rock star
And the very last rock and roll
Well he had his fun
But the game is done, and he says
BOY:
Where I go now I will be whole….
I’m gonna be whole
I’m gonna be one
I’m gonna walk out
In the morning sun
Be no more tears
Be no more war
Brothers and sisters
Don’tcha weep no more
MERCURY:
It’s finally time to turn the page
Our boy has jumped down off the stage
After so many funky shows
And where he’s headed no one knows
But there he goes
KITTEN AND BECKY:
So sorry boys
MERCURY:
The very last rock star has packed away his toys
KITTEN & BECKY:
Seems wrong, to stop the song, but he says
BOY:
Thanks oh so much, now move along.
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Lo Faber New Orleans, Louisiana
Eberhard L. Faber (aka Lo) is an American Musician, Composer, Author, and Guitar God. In another life Lo spent twelve years leading the New York rock band God Street Wine, as well as writing and recording two complete rock operas, Henry's House (2001)and Friday Night Freakshow (2003). Raised in New Jersey, he currently lives in New Orleans, Louisiana. ... more
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