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The Beautiful Game
ACT I
THE BEAUTIFUL GAME
COMPANY
Measure your life in football seasons
Feel the passion and feel the heat.
Football is the only reason
God Almighty gave us feet.
Goal!
Buy the ref a flipping guide dog!
D'you call that a bleeding pass?
Kick it out mate! What a ball hog!
Dozy wanker, shift your arse!
Two nil!
You dirty bastard.
We'll have the last word.
Come and have go.
Have some of that.
You think you're hard but we know you're crap.
Let's have another.
Just like the other.
COME ON!
Viva. The Beautiful Game.
Raise your voice for the people's sport.
Long live the bountiful game
Those who play. Those who support.
Sick as a parrot.
Over the Moon.
Score!
A couple more for
A wonderful game.
A magicl game.
Thank God for football.
GIRLS:
They're our lads and we support `em.
Come on then stick one this time.
COMPANY:
It isn't a religion it's more important.
Sacred holy and divine.
Three nil!
Nice one United
We're all delighted.
GIRLS:
No joy tonight, forget it again,
My boyfriend's in love with eleven men.
COMPANY:
All sing together,
Comrades forever.
Up yours!
Viva. The Beautiful Game.
It's what Saturdays are for.
Ooh ah. The triumph and pain.
Work to live but live to score.
We're on our way now
To Wemberly.
Up
For the cup it's
The classical game
The marvellous game.
Thank God for football.
It's an obsession the reason we're here
`Cos it's better than sex and it's better than beer so
Viva! The emerald team!
Mother Mary's Irish sons.
Viva! The boys in green!
Shout for Ireland's youngest guns
Green is the colour
Soccer the game.
Score!
A thousand for more
The Boys in Green.
The Emerald team.
Playing for Ireland, playing for Ireland!
GOAL!
CLEAN THE KIT
JOHN:
Soon I'm gonna be a man,
Be a player not a fan,
`Cos that's all I've ever wanted since my life began
Gonna be a soccer star,
Maybe drive a fancy car,
Build a mansion in the country for my Ma and Pa
Gotta clean the kit!
I'm so sick of it!
Each day I have to school,
Have to try to keep my cool,
While I study for exams on how to be a fool.
It's no wonder I'm annoyed,
`Cos the state is overjoyed,
Just to teach a poor boy how to join the unemployed.
I'm so sick of it,
School and cleaning kit.
One day I won't have to take it.
`Cos I know I'm gonna make it.
All I need's a chance and I'll be on my way.
Only fools obey the rules,
They work all day like stupid mules,
I'm busting out of here I'll do it one fine day.
I ain't eating shit.
Cleaning people's kit.
THOMAS AND CRONIES:
You're not fit to wear our kit you bastard orange Proddy git.
We'll tear it off your back and stuff it down your throat.
Take our advice or pay the price,
We certainly won't warn you twice.
The tide has turned and soon we'll be the ones to gloat.
You're a sodding Brit.
Wearing Irish kit.
MARY:
So you're gonna be the man,
Not a stupid also ran.
Well I've heard a lot of talk about your master plan.
I don't think you'll be a star,
You ain't gonna go that far.
You're all talk and sod all action, you're all blah blah blah.
Come to terms with it.
Born to clean the kit.
Your life's a farce, get off your arse,
Take my advice get back in class,
Or hang around and moan and groan your life away.
`Cos every hunk ends up a drunk,
Just killing time his prospects sunk,
Stll claiming that he's gonna bust out one fine day.
If the cap'll fit,
You'll be wearing it.
Stuck here cleaning kit.
JOHN:
Have no fear, the time is near,
This boy is busting out of here.
I'll be burning brightly once the flame is lit.
I'll make my mark, light up the dark,
Explosions start with just one spark.
And then another lad will have to clean my kit.
I'm so sick of it.
School and cleaning kit.
MARY:
You're so full of it.
JOHN:
But one day I'm not gonna take it!
DON'T LIKE YOU
MARY:
Don't like you. Don't like you. I don't think I like you.
You're bad. You're sad. And I know nicer boys.
JOHN:
Not bothered. Not bothered. I simply am not bothered.
You're vain. A total pain. And I know sweeter girls.
JOHN: You've been hanging round my door and watching me at school.
MARY: Yes and I was thinking you're completely uncool.
JOHN: Well I wouldn't say yourself was much to shout about.
MARY: Do you fly up sonny `cos your brain's hanging out.
JOHN: You're gagging for a date, I know you're dying to meet.
MARY: I don't think so while there's still a dog left out on the street.
BOTH: That's fine by me, I don't like you.
MARY:
Don't need you. Don't want you.
I can live without you.
JOHN:
Don't like you. Don't need you. I don't care about you.
You see. You're not for me. I like lots of other girls.
MARY:
You bug me and you're ugly and your jokes are a bore.
Your efforts at coherent conversation are poor.
The lights are clearly on but there's nobody home.
JOHN: In that case why the hell d'you call me up on the phone?
MARY: I never flipping did sure it was you who called me.
JOHN: Well what the hell at least there's one thing that we agree.
BOTH: I'm damned sure I don't like you.
JOHN:
Don't hate you. Could stand you.
If pushed could tolerate you.
MARY:
I'm sure, that you'll mature.
I have known more stupid boys.
MARY: You say it.
JOHN: No you say it.
MARY: Alright. I vaguely like you. It's bad, I must be mad. But I think we could be friends.
JOHN: No commitment, only friends.
MARY: I like you.
JOHN: I like you.
BOTH: Yes, I think I like you. It's real. It's how I feel. And I want to be your...
GOD'S OWN COUNTRY
MARY:
Where I live is God's own country,
Though it's dirtier and poorer than he planned.
Broken windows, broken lives.
Jobless husbands, weeping wives.
It may not look like God's own country.
But God is love and I know he loves this land.
Though it's ragged and it's worn,
It's the place where I was born.
The beauty lies within in God's own country.
It sleeps beneath the soil and `neath the sand.
It's our mothers and fathers, our heroes and martyrs,
For God's in the people and people are the land.
Each new generation will rebuild the nation,
That's how it's been since our history began.
PROTESTANT GIRL:
In the darkness of the night I hear it singing.
The whispering of the wind and rain, it's song.
BOTH:
A sublime eternal tune,
To the rhythms of the moon.
These ancient chords were formed in the beginning,
And they sing to me "My country right or wrong".
These are the songs we always sang.
No one knows when they began.
MARY:
This fair land is God's own country,
And it's Catholic and Republican and free...
PROTESTANT GIRL:
It's a Protestant land made by God's perfect hand,
And a Protestant country it will always be.
BOTH:
For Ireland is mine and is so for all time,
From the Atlantic Ocean unto the Irish Sea.
Where I live is God's own country.
I was born here and this land belongs to me.
It's in our blood and in our bones.
It's the place that we call home.
The beauty lies within in God's own country.
It sleeps beneath the soil and `neath the sand.
It's our mothers and fathers, our heroes and martyrs,
For God's in the people and people are the land.
Each new generation will rebuild the nation,
That's how it's been since history began.
Where I live is God's own country,
Though it's dirtier and poorer than he planned.
Though it's ragged and it's worn,
It's the place where I was born.
GOD'S OWN COUNTRY (Protestant March)
MOB:
Stand up lads and fight for god's own country.
We'll take the battle to the enemy.
We are young and we are strong.
And we must right an ancient wrong.
For the land of our fathers we'll make ourselves martyrs,
We're happy to die that our people may be free.
It is our generation that must cleanse the nation,
For our cause is just and we'll answer to history.
Pack up and get out of God's own country!
Raise your women and your children up and flee.
Or you'll be buried in the dust,
For if you're not you'll bury us.
LET US LOVE IN PEACE
CHRISTINE:
Dream about a day when we'll be
Calm, serene, completely carefree.
Just for fun. Think of one ordinary day.
Ask yourself what it would feel like.
Dream the dream with all of your might.
Close your eyes. Visualise just one normal day.
BOTH:
Time to find out who we are.
Time to find our lucky star.
Time for all our pain to cease.
We'll love in peace.
DEL:
Just imagine no more violence.
No more bombs. the sound of silence.
Time to be you and me. Time to love in peace.
BOTH:
Days of hope so calm and tranquil.
Private moments to be thankful.
On our own. Left alone. Free to love in peace.
DEL: Time to simply sit and breathe.
CHRISTINE: Time to learn how to believe.
BOTH:
And give thanks for our release.
To love in peace.
CHRISTINE: Time to dance and time to grow.
DEL: Time to learn and time to know.
BOTH:
Time to prosper and increase.
Make love in peace.
Sometimes I get
On my knees and pray
For that one
Ordinary day
When all the pain will fin'lly cease.
Then we'll be free
To love in peace.
DEL: Just for fun
CHRISTINE: Think of one
BOTH: Ordinary day.
THE FINAL (A Game of Two Halves)
CATHOLIC TEAM:
This is it, what a blast, in the final at last.
We're a dream of a team, we're just totally excited.
What a thrill, twenty nil, we'll go in for the kill.
On a roll for a goal we could take on Man United.
PROTESTANT TEAM:
Try a pass, shift your arse, come on show us some class.
Get stuck in, play to win `til the very final minute.
Knock it back, then attack, come on lads it's a crack.
If in doubt, kick it out `cos we're really going to win it.
JOHN:
Oh what a lovely little move I would say,
This boy has not got a lot to prove on the day.
Must be on some sort of potion.
He doesn't need any other men. What a run.
Let's take a look at that move again. Just for fun.
This time let's watch in slow motion.
ALL THE BOYS:
Oh what a lovely little move I would say,
This boy has not got a lot to prove on the day.
Must be on some sort of potion.
We're the team that rocks.
We're the dog's bollocks.
CROWD:
You fat bastard, you're rubbish.
You ginger git, look his gut's double size.
What a useless tub, what a lard arse.
Christ now we know who ate all of the pies.
He goes in for the kill and he makes it one nil!
What a fabulous goal, it enraptures the soul.
The boy's magic.
FATHER O'DONNELL:
My God this looks tense.
They've got past our defence.
Slide in low, on the toe, get stuck in, have a go, risk a booking.
Bring him down to the ground, don't just piddle around.
Chance your luck, chop him up, you can see that the ref's not looking.
THOMAS:
I clearly played straight for the ball, did you see?
That dozy prat took a fall right in front of me.
Any sane ref would agree it.
REF:
Out comes the book and a red card. Off you go.
You like to think that you're so dead hard, now you know.
They get a direct free kick.
ALL:
Take the hero's role!
Score the winning goal!
BOYS:
Green is the colour,
Soccer the game.
Score!
A thousand more for
The Boys in Green.
The Emerald team.
We're bloody magic!
ALL:
Just fucking magic!
OFF TO THE PARTY
THE LADS:
Let's get legless.
Let's get hammered.
Let's get rat faced.
Let's get arseholed.
We're just totally great. There is no debate. I'm telling you mate. We're the business.
We are simply superb. Haven't you heard?
Divinely preferred. God's our witness.
We are stunningly skilled. Testosterone filled.
We went out and killed. We're fantasmic.
We're a magical team. We play like a dream.
We're clearly the cream. We're orgasmic.
Let's get roaring punch drunk,
Fighting, dancing, puke drunk,
Hurling, belching, blind drunk,
So drunk it's obscene.
Comatosely dead drunk,
Unconscious on the floor drunk,
An arseholed and hammered and totally shit faced team!
Violently ill drunk,
Stretched out on the street drunk,
Need a stomach pump drunk,
Drunk as fifty men.
Utterly insane drunk,
Pickling your brain drunk,
And when we recover, get bloody drunk again!
THE CRAIC
ALL:
Are you up for the craic?
Do you know how to party?
Here's the plan of attack.
Give me a drink and start me.
Are you quite sure that you've got the stomach for it?
Once the craic's started there's no way to ignore it.
Free your wild side then let it all out, don't fear it.
Don't just dance with your feet, dance with you very spirit.
We're all on for the craic.
Everyone's made their minds up.
There'll be no looking back.
Nobody shouting time's up.
We're all up for the craic,
Partying's what we're made for.
Don't be boring or slack,
Dance `til it makes your feet sore.
We won't stop now that it's really getting going.
What the night promises there's no way of knowing.
Girl, boy. Boy, girl. We can lose our inhibitions.
Dance close, hold tight, come on really make some friction.
We all live for the craic.
Everyone's on the dance floor.
End up, flat on your back.
Good times have to be paid for.
We all live for the craic.
Everyone's on the dance floor.
End up, flat on your back.
Good times have to be paid for.
DON'T LIKE YOU (reprise)
GINGER:
I was wondering if there's any chance that you'd be my bird?
Or if you want, I'll bugger off, just give me the word.
BERNADETTE:
Not at all, I'd really like to see you again.
If you think it wouldn't be too much of a pain.
GINGER: Bloody hell, it's taken me a year to ask this.
BERNADETTE: If that's the case, why don't we celebrate with a kiss?
BOTH: `Cos I'm quite sure that I like you.
GINGER: I like you.
BERNADETTE: I like you.
BOTH: Oh dear, I think I like you.
It's strange, but things have changed.
`Cos now I've found my boy/girl.
OUR KIND OF LOVE
CHRISTINE:
Our kind of love.
Our kind of passion.
Burns with a heat so
Hard to bear.
It's not a game.
No fad or fashion.
Our kind of love's
for those who dare.
I must be strong.
I must be bolder.
Cling to my dream and
Never tire.
Each love denied
Leaves people colder.
New love rekindles
Every fire.
I shan't betray my
Heart's desire.
Even though we come from different sides,
We won't hide.
I am in love.
No one can blame me.
Such is my story,
And my fate.
My kind of love
Will never shame me.
My love is stronger
Than their hate.
My love is stronger
Than their hate.
I shall cling to him with all my might,
It's my right.
All kinds of love
Bring us together.
Causes the broken
Hearts to mend.
People must love,
Now and forever.
There's only one love in the end.
There's only one love in the end.
LET US LOVE IN PEACE (reprise)
BERNADETTE:
Just imagine no more violence.
No more bombs. The sound of silence.
Time to be
Young and free.
Time to love in peace.
Days of hope so calm and tranquil.
Private moments to be thankful.
On our own,
Left alone,
Free to love in peace.
ALL THREE GIRLS:
Time to simply sit and breathe,
Time to learn how to believe,
And give thanks for our release,
To love in peace.
BERNADETTE:
Time to dance and time to grow.
Time to learn and time to know.
Time to prosper and increase.
Make love in peace.
ALL THREE GIRLS:
Sometimes I get
On my knees and pray
For that one
Ordinary day.
BERNADETTE:
Then we'll be free
To love in peace.
FATHER O'DONNELL:
We are gathered here today to give thanks for the life of Gregory O'Shaugnessy. He would have been eighteen next week.
ALL:
Sometimes I get
On my knees and pray
For that one
Ordinary day
When all the pain will fin'lly cease.
Then we'll be free
To love in peace.
ACT II
THE HAPPIEST DAY
MARY:
God I hope I've made the right decision.
Do I want to be somebody's wife?
Will this be the day I go to prison?
Or is it the happiest day of my life?
JOHN:
I had fifteen pints of Guinness last night.
Vindaloo with prawns and pilau rice.
Tell the Priest to just perform the last rights.
Is this the happiest day of my life?
FATHER O'DONNELL:
We're gathered here together,
To join these two for ever,
And put asunder never,
Until death do them part.
Our Holy Saviour Jesus
Is watching now and sees us,
Binding these two as
One single heart.
TO HAVE AND TO HOLD
JOHN:
To have and to hold. Faithfully.
To honour and love. Devotedly.
Wilt thou take this man?
MARY:
Yes I will.
For better or worse. Constantly.
In sickness and health. Unfailingly.
Wilt thou take this girl?
JOHN:
Yes I will.
BOTH:
I pledge my soul to you. I give you my heart.
There by your side until death do us part.
CHORUS:
To honour and love. Constantly.
`Til death do them part. Devotedly.
Yes from this wedding day forth
Joined by God.
BOTH:
To be by your side. Faithfully.
Forsaking all others. Willingly.
With my body I thee worship.
And with this ring I thee wed.
To have and to hold. Fervently.
To honour and love. Unendingly.
Wilt thou take this man/girl?
Yes I will.
JOHN:
And wilt thou take this man
For better or for worse?
MARY:
And wilt thou take this girl
In sickness and in health?
BOTH:
And wilt thou take this heart?
CONGREGATION:
God we hope they've made the right decision.
Will their fate be forty years of strife?
Is this union headed for division?
No! It's the happiest day of their life!
THE FIRST TIME
MARY:
Can this be? You and me? Scared of each other.
Why do I tremble? The first time's not a crime.
So let's not wait. It's our fate.
Make me your lover. This moment must be so sublime.
A night of pure bliss, for us this first time.
From now on the only girl you'll need is me.
I am yours until my dying day.
From this night when we share our virginity
We'll be together come what may.
JOHN:
What if I'm not sublime? No Casanova.
I've had a couple. Birthday suit. Brewers droop.
I'm so shy. How can I get my leg over?
Hope there's led in my pencil when
I lose my cherry this very first time.
Have I got all the right information?
Which position does a girl prefer?
I fear premature ejaculation
`Cos my God I don't half fancy her.
MARY:
If I seem less than keen, it's not evasion.
I'm scared I'll be a piece of wood,
Not much good.
JOHN:
Close my eyes, try to rise to the occasion.
BOTH:
Let's face it we're just petrified.
So let's get to this, and through this first time.
It's absurd, this moment's all we've dreamt about.
When our love will set our spirits free.
I don't care if I don't make you scream and shout.
I love you and know that you love me.
MARY.
Why do I want to cry, when I'm so happy?
JOHN:
I don't deserve this. Look at you a dream come true.
I'm on my knees. Hold me please. Now and forever.
BOTH:
I'll keep you close and make you mine,
Right from the first kiss, for us, this first time.
No one ever felt the way I feel tonight.
No desire ever felt so strong.
Sparks of passion glowing hot and shining bright.
A fire to burn my whole life long.
MARY:
You and me, young and free. In love forever.
JOHN: I am your husband.
MARY: I'm your wife.
BOTH:
In love for life.
So hold me tight. Through the night. We'll be together.
We'll move the Heavens and the Earth,
We'll make a new star, for this, our first time.
We'll make a new star, for this, our first time.
I'D RATHER DIE ON MY FEET THAN LIVE ON MY KNEES
THOMAS:
I'd rather die on my feet than live on my knees,
Death with honour.
Because the weak and the fearful are a social disease.
I am stronger!
Insects crawl, a man stands tall, he has to risk it all.
Men dictate their final fate while fools negotiate.
When the battle is over and the last deal is done,
Let me tell you.
The man with the power will be the man with the gun.
He cal kill you.
You're naive if you believe they'll give you a reprieve.
Close your eyes to compromise, betrayal in disguise.
I'd rather die on my feet than live on my knees.
Won't surrender!
Because I am my country and my country is me.
I'll defend her!
GOD'S OWN COUNTRY (reprise)
MARY, CHRISTINE AND DEL:
So farewell to God's own country.
We are Irish and we sail upon the tide.
Gone to seek a better place
It's the story of our race.
Tears have always flowed from God's own country.
The nation's children scattered far and wide.
But no matter where we roam
We will still call Ireland home.
If we never do return to God's own country,
We will carry it within us `til we die.
Yes a new course is set but we'll never forget
What we owe to the country where our forefathers lie
Though we know we must part it's with such heavy heart,
And with tears in our eyes that we say our last goodbye.
So farewell to God's own country.
We are Irish and we sail upon the tide.
Gone to seek a better place,
It's the story of our race.
THE SELECTION
JOHN:
God I hope they make the right decision.
I'm the best, I'm sharper than a knife.
View the others with complete derision.
I'm on trial and it's for my life.
ALL:
God I hope they make the right decision.
I'm the best, I'm sharper than a knife.
View the others with complete derision.
I'm on trial and it's for my life.
JOHN:
I'm going to play for Everton. You will see.
This boy's career will soon become legend'ry.
George Best will ask me to teach him.
So for Football's sake
Give the boy a break!
DEAD ZONE
JOHN:
Help me please. I'm on my knees. I'm dying by degrees.
Too much pain. I'll go insane. I want my chance again.
I have to go on.
Screw up my courage and hold on
To my belief.
I have a future.
I have a wife and I love her.
She shares my grief.
Prison will not break my heart. I'll stand apart from this.
I'll remember that I'm loved.
I won't be shoved into that dark abyss.
INMATES:
You're in the dead zone. you're utterly alone.
Get your allegiances sorted.
This is the end zone. No seeds of hope are sewn.
Previous friendships aborted.
Now that you're inside boy. There's nowhere to hide boy.
You could hang yourself, we can find a rope.
Inside the gate love will turn to hate.
You will weep. You will sleep. Then you'll learn to cope.
But without hope.
We are your friends and we're all convicted men.
Think you can stand apart? Think again.
We're all you've got, now that you've been left to rot.
You're in the death zone. Satan sits on his throne.
Even the strongest are frightened.
This is the dark zone. We see in monochrome.
Nothing is good or enlightened.
Happiness is ended. All hope is suspended.
We are the damned, we are all despised.
But this prison has a key, and it's loyalty.
You can trust all of us, when they beat you down
We'll be around.
It's all too late, you are looking at your fate.
This is the place you learn to hate.
Hate to survive. If you hate you'll stay alive.
Anger is learned when free men are interned.
It isn't a choice or decision.
You started to hate when you walked through the gate,
From the moment you entered this prison.
It's a pitiful sight, men deprived of their rights,
You must maintain your rage and your fury.
Revenge is your aim you must murder and maim,
Be your enemy's judge and his jury.
You're in the death zone. Satan sits on the throne.
Even the strongest are frightened.
IF THIS IS WHAT WE ARE FIGHTING FOR
MARY:
If this is what we are fighting for, if this is the way we begin,
With the innocent dying, the whole nation crying,
If this is how we fight our war, I don't want to win.
We say that justice is our aim, but what does that justice mean?
Condemned without trial, no chance of denial.
To cripple men in freedom's name is utterly obscene.
If men must die, we must ask why
Their murder is not a sin?
Though our cause is just we've betrayed its trust.
If this is what we're fighting for I don't want to win.
If Unity's the thing we crave, then who will be unified?
The bitter and grieving, no cause to believe in.
There'll be a nation in the grave, uniting those who've died.
Holy wars. Settling scores.
Ancient debts to call in.
We just loved to kill and we always will.
If hatred's all we're fighting for then I don't want to win.
I don't want to win.
ALL THE LOVE I HAVE
JOHN:
You know that our parting breaks my heart.
I have never felt such sorrow.
All the love I have I leave with you.
I once promised `til death do us part
And yet I'll be gone tomorrow.
Please believe me what I said was true.
But when I go, I'm on my own. The path I walk, I walk alone.
I face a bitter world with only memories to guide me.
I care more than I have ever cared.
Yet I know that I am leaving.
You'll be in my heart my whole life through.
And all the love I have I leave with you.
MARY:
You're a father, you've a family.
Your son needs you, don't ignore him.
Just to fight a war you cannot win.
JOHN:
I hope my son will be proud of me.
When I fight I'm fighting for him.
Share the love I leave for you with him.
MARY:
And so we all must pay the price, for such a stupid sacrifice.
Don't you understand that this won't end `til we let it.
JOHN:
When I'm gone you know I won't be back.
Mine's a path that has no turning.
Please believe me what I said was true.
And all the love I have I leave with you.
MARY:
And all the love I have, you take with you.
FINALE
MARY:
People need love,
That's what we live for,
Now is the time it's
Not too late.
We have to love,
Try to forgive more.
No child was ever born
To hate.
No child was ever born
To hate.
I will strive for peace with all my might.
That's what's right.
All kinds of love
Bring us together.
Causes the broken
Hearts to mend.
People must love,
Now and forever.
There's only one love in the end.
FULL COMPANY:
There's only one love in the end.