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The Fix



I'm not familiarized with "The Fix". I know that there are two songs that were not included in the American CD: Let the games begin and The Funeral.  I don't know if the lyrics are on order, that's why I numbered from 1, 2, 3 onwards. Sorry! J

Let the Games Begin  (not in American CD)

PETER

HELLO FOLKS,
GLAD YOU MADE IT THIS FAR,
FOUND YOUR WAY FROM THE BAR,
AND YOUR ALL SETTLED IN.
Now...
WE PLAY ROUGH,
BU DON'T BE DETERRED;
OUR COLOSSEUM'S INSURED.
SO WHAT'S SAY WE BEGIN?

HERE'S THE SCORE --
WITH THE WORLD ON HIS SIDE
OUR CANDIDATE DIED
NOW THE PROSPECTS LOOK DIM.
USED TO BE
THAT THE MAN WITH THE CROWN
WOULD DECIDE WHO GOES DOWN.
YEAH, BUT WHO JUDGES HIM?

CHORUS

THUMBS UP!
THUMBS DOWN!

PETER

AND TO VARY IT A LITTLE
THERE'S THAT FINGER IN THE MIDDLE.
LET THE GAMES BEGIN...

ALL

THESE ARE THE GAMES,
THE TOOLS AND THE TRICKS
THE ULTIMATE FIX
AND THE BACK ROOM DEALS.
ROLL OUT THE WHEEL,
GIVE THAT SUCKER A SPIN.
LET THE GAMES BEGIN.

PETER

SAYS THE EMP'ROR.

ALL

LET THE GAMES BEGIN.

PETER

THERE'S HIS BROTHER.
THE BRAINS AND THE EYES.
WHO MAPPED OUT THE RISE
BUT NOT THIS DECLINE.
WATCH HIM BURN
AS HE LOSES CONTROL
AS THE STRESS TAKES ITS TOLL
ON WHAT'S LEFT OF HIS SPINE.
Oh!
AND THERE'S HIS WIFE!
EYE ON THE REINS
AND ICE IN HER VEINS
A PRO AMONG PROS.
CHECK HER OUT;
THE GAL IN COMMAND,
CIGARETTE IN HER HAND,
BREATHING FIRE OUT HER NOSE.

CHORUS

THUMBS UP!
THUMBS DOWN!

PETER

TWO FAM'LY MEMBERS ROUND THE COFFIN,
AND ANOTHER IN THE OFFIN'.
LET THE GAMES BEGIN....

ALL

THESE ARE THE GAMES,
THE TOOLS AND THE TRICKS
THE ULTIMATE FIX
AND THE BACK ROOM DEALS.
ROLL OUT THE WHEEL,
GIVE THAT SUCKER A SPIN.
LET THE GAMES BEGIN.

PETER

PROCLAIMS CAESAR!

ALL

LET THE GAMES BEGIN.

PETER

THE KING SAYS.

ALL

LET THE GAMES BEGIN.

PETER

SINGS THE PREFECT!
SINGS THE PASHA!
SINGS THE PREZ!

ALL

LET THE GAMES BEGIN...!


The Funeral (not in American CD)

A WEALTH OF TEARS
ACROSS THE LAND.
THE PROMISE OF TOMORROW
HAS BEEN SILENCED BY DEATH'S HAND.

ALL HOPE'S INTERRED
BENEATH THE SOD.
THE MAN WHO WOULD BE PRESIDENT
HAS FOUND HIS WAY TO GOD.

CAN THIS BE THE END?
IS THIS ALL IT BRINGS?
SURELY THERE'S ANOTHER CHANDLER
WAITING IN THE WINGS....

VIOLET

There is....


1-One, Two, Three

CAL

THERE'S A RECEPTION
GOIN' ON DOWNSTAIRS,
SIT BACK AND WATCH THE FUN BEGIN.
COME ONE, COME ALL
TO THE MOURNER'S BALL.
IT COST YOU SEVEN "I'M SO SORRY'S" TO GET IN.

ABOVE THE PARTY GAMES,
YOU HEAR THEM SPEAK
OF HOW THE FUTURE'S AT THE DOOR.
THEY'RE HOT TO WIN,
TO GIVE THE BOTTLE SPIN,
BUT IT'S JUST ME AND ME ALONE WHO KNOWS THE SCORE --

+OFFSTAGE VOICES

AND IT'S "ONE, TWO, THREE!"

CAL

        (playing air guitar)
THAT'S HOW I FEEL ABOUT THE FUTURE!

OFFSTAGE VOICES

"ONE, TWO, THREE!"

CAL

THAT'S HOW I DEAL WITH IT ALL!

OFFSTAGE VOICES

"ONE, TWO, THREE!"

CAL

LIVIN' FOR THE MOMENT'S REWARDS,
KNOWIN' DESTINY LIES

+OFFSTAGE VOICES

IN THESE TWO HANDS
PLAYING THESE THREE CHORDS!

CAL

YOU HEAR THE WHISPERS
IN THE CASTLE HALL;
"HOW COULD THE KING HAVE PASSED AWAY?"
THE COURT PLAYS DUMB,
AND THE QUEEN KEEPS MUM.
BUT LISTEN CLOSE
AND YOU CAN HEAR THE JESTER PLAY!

+OFFSTAGE VOICES

"ONE, TWO, THREE!"

CAL

THAT'S HOW I FEEL ABOUT THE FUTURE!

OFFSTAGE VOICES

"ONE, TWO, THREE!"

CAL

THAT'S HOW I DEAL WITH IT ALL!

OFFSTAGE VOICES

"ONE, TWO, THREE!"

CAL

LIVIN' FOR THE MOMENT'S REWARDS,
KNOWIN' DESTINY LIES

CAL AND OFFSTAGE VOICES

IN THESE TWO HANDS
PLAYING THESE THREE CHORDS!
PLAYING THESE THREE CH....

CAL

TEARS FOR THE DEAD.
AND TEARS FOR THE MOURNER.
BUT NOBODY CRIES
FOR THE KID IN THE CORNER.
KEPT OUT OF SIGHT
AS THE COMPANY MIXES,
CAUSE DESPERATE TIMES
CALL FOR DESPERATE FIXES....

DESPERATE TIMES, CAL.
DESPERATE TIMES.

OFFSTAGE VOICES

"ONE, TWO, THREE!"

CAL

THAT'S HOW I FEEL ABOUT THE FUTURE!

OFFSTAGE VOICES

"ONE, TWO, THREE!"

CAL

THAT'S HOW I DEAL WITH IT ALL!

OFFSTAGE VOICES

"ONE, TWO, THREE!"

CAL

LIVIN' FOR THE MOMENT'S REWARDS,
PLAYIN'
"ONE, TWO, THREE!"

OFFSTAGE VOICES

THAT'S HOW TO FEEL ABOUT THE FUTURE!

CAL

"ONE, TWO, THREE!"

OFFSTAGE VOICES

THAT'S HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL!

CAL

"ONE, TWO THREE!"

OFFSTAGE VOICES

LIVIN' FOR THE MOMENT'S REWARDS,

CAL AND OFFSTAGE VOICES

KNOWIN' DESTINY LIES
IN THESE TWO HANDS

CAL

PLAYING THESE THREE CHORDS!
        (grabbing the real guitar)
YES, THESE TWO HANDS
PLAYING THESE...
        (slam)
THREE...
        (slam)
CHORDS!


2-Embrace Tomorrow

VIOLET

WORK YOUR FINGERS DOWN TO THE GRISTLE.
GRIT YOUR TEETH.
SELL THE LIES.
GARDEN CLUB,
CHURCH EV'RY SUNDAY
THEN COMES MONDAY,
ONE WHORE TOO MANY AND --
BOOM! SURPRISE!
JESUS, HOW THEY BURN, GRAHAME,
THOSE FLASHBULBS IN YOUR EYES...

GRAHAME

ALL THOSE POINTLESS YEARS;
THE SPIRIT SAPPED,
THE SOUL DIMINISHED.
LET IT GO,
ACCEPT YOUR LOSSES.
IF NOTHING ELSE
AT LEAST IT'S FINSIHED...

VIOLET

WRONG!

NO BACKING DOWN!
NO COPPING OUT!
I'M HOLDING SWAY --
I'VE FOUGHT THE WHOLE OF MY LIFE
FOR THE BRASS RING.
AND NO ONE CAN TAKE THAT AWAY!

IT'S MINE, GRAHAME! IT'S MINE.
ONE WAY OR ANOTHER...
IF I CAN'T BE THE WIFE OF THE PRESIDENT,
YOU CAN BET YOUR ASS,
I'LL BE HIS MOTHER.

GRAHAME

Oh my God....

VIOLET

WE'RE MOVING AHEAD WITH CAL.
WE'RE MOVING AHEAD...
WITH CAL.

GRAHAME

Cal? Your son -- in politics?!

VIOLET

Why so surprised, Grahame?

GRAHAME

If you honestly think you can get that boy elected to anything higher than student council, you're as insane as he is!

VIOLET

Grahame...

GRAHAME

SANITY'S EXPECTED IN THE WHITE HOUSE.
A SENSE OF RIGHT AND WRONG AND FAM'LY LOVE.
SANITY'S EXPECTED IN THE WHITE HOUSE;
OR A LEAST A FAIR FACSIMILE THEREOF.

VIOLET

There is nothing wrong with Cal....

GRAHAME

Questionable blood, Violet. Questionable paternity!

VIOLET

HE'S OF DECENT LINES.
NOBLE LINES.
HONORABLE LINES.

GRAHAME

Questionable paternity....!


BOBBY "CRACKER" BARREL

LET IT BE SAID
THAT I LOVED ME A WOMAN.
A FIRST CLASS, HIGH TONE,
WASHINGTON BITCH...
        (SFX - ELECTRIC CHAIR)

VIOLET

We all have out little secrets, you misshapen old fag. So do you part
before I start prying into your closets. Do your part, Grahame. I
would appreciate it. Cal would appreciate it. [Not included on recording
but an important piece of dialogue.]


IT'S MINE, GRAHAME! IT'S MINE.
ONE WAY OR ANOTHER --
IF I CAN'T BE THE WIFE OF THE PRESIDENT
YOU CAN BET YOUR ASS
I'LL BE HIS MOTHER.

GRAHAME AND VIOLET

LET'S NOT TALK OF FEUDS,
HIST'RIES OF REMORSE
AND SORROW.
FACE THE PRESS.
COMBINE OUR FORCES.
DAMN THE PAST
EMBRACE TOMORROW.
        (SFX - Flahsbulbs)

FACE THE PRESS/PRESS THE FLESH.
DAMN THE PAST
EMBRACE TOMORROW.


3-Control

REED

Ya gotta remember, Cal --

IT'S GONNA BE YOUR FACE
SHINING FROM THE MAGAZINES.
YOUR SMILE
STRIKING UP THE BAND.
YOUR WORDS
SPLASHED ACROSS THE BUMPERSTICKERS.
YOUR VOICE
HEARD THROUGHOUT THE LAND.
THE PEOPLE THINK THEY HIRE YOU,
CAN KICK YOU TO THE CURB.
THEIR VOICES MAY BE MANY
BUT YOU GET THE REVERB.

IT'S GONNA BE YOUR THOUGHTS
IN THE PERIODICALS.
YOUR NERVE
STIRRIN' UP THE COALS.
YOUR EYES
STARING FROM THE BULLY-PULPITS.
YOUR SONG
CLIMBING UP THE POLLS.
THE MASSES THINK THEY OWN YOU,
CAN THROW YOU ON THE ROPES.
SURE, THEY CAN CHANGE THE CHANNELS
BUT YOU CAN BUMP THE SOAPS.

CAL

Dad...! Land mines!

REED

Oh, don't you worry, son! I've danced around worse than this before. You just gotta remember a few basic rules....

PUBLIC OFFICE IS A MINEFIELD.
    (bam) Right! (bam) Left!
ONE WRONG STEP, YOU'RE BLOWN AWAY.
    (bam) Hey!
LEAD YOUR OPPONENT T'WARD THE FRAY;
THAT'S HOW IT'S DONE.
DO ALL YOU KNOW TO TRICK YOUR FOE,
TO KEEP HIM UNAWARE.
    (bam) Shhhhhh!
HE'LL WALK STRAIGHT INTO A SNARE,
"SAYONARA," "C'EST LA GUERRE!"
AND KID YOU'VE WON!

CAL AND REED

AND THEN --
IT'S GONNA BE YOUR FACE...
YOUR SMILE...
YOUR WORDS...
YOUR STYLE...
YOUR EYES
PLAYIN' UP THE PUBLIC.
YOUR SWEAT,
PAYIN' UP THE TOLL.
YOUR PRIZE,
YA GOTTA REMEMBER
YOU'RE LOST WITHOUT
THERE AIN'T NO DOUBT
IT'S ALL ABOUT CONTROL...
CONTROL!


4-America's Son

CAL

PROFILE, CUNNING.
WARDROBE, STUNNING.
TOP OF HIS GAME!
WISE ADHERENTS.
SHARP APPEARANCE.
AND OH, THAT FAM'LY NAME!

HE'S RIDING THE SPOTLIGHT!
SEE HIM!
HE'S READY AND POISED TO RUN.
HE'S RIDING THE SPOTLIGHT!
SEE HIM!
WHERE HE BELONGS...!
WHERE HE'S THE ONE...!

CHORUS

AMERICA'S SON,
RISING.
AMERICA'S SON,
SIZING UP THE STAGE.
RISING TO
A BRAND-NEW AGE.
RISING, AMERICA'S SON!

CAL AND VIOLET

THOUGHTS REFLECTED.
SPEECH PERFECTED.
HE'S GOT IT DOWN.
ARISTOCRATIC.
CHARISMATIC.
AND OH, THAT FAM'LY CROWN!

CHORUS

AMERICA'S SON,
RISING.
AMERICA'S SON,
SIZING UP THE STAGE.
RISING TO
A BRAND-NEW AGE.
RISING....

GRAHAME

Now Cal, you are going to limit yourself to three topics.

LESLIE PYNCHON

And only three.

GRAHAME

The public can digest no more.

THE ECONOMY...
CRIME...
TAXES...

Say it with me.

GRAHAME & CAL

THE ECONOMY...
CRIME...
TAXES...

GRAHAME

Very good. They're safe, you see. Not too extreme, not too abstract. You must stay away from big words.

CAL

Cool.

GRAHAME

Yes. Well. I didn't think that would be a problem. Now...

THE ECONOMY!

CAL

THE ECONOMY!

GRAHAME

THE ECONOMY!

CAL

YES, I KNOW, GRAHAME...

GRAHAME

EVERY TIME YOU HEAR THAT WORD
YOU THINK,
YOU SAY,
THE FOLLOWING THINGS...

ASSISTANTS

STEADY GROWTH.
LOWER INTEREST.

GRAHAME

STAY WITHIN YOUR THEME.

ASSISTANTS

SAVE OUR JOBS!
SAVE OUR JOBS!

GRAHAME & LESLIE

NOTHING TOO ABSTRACT.
NOTHING TOO EXTREME.

CAL & ASSISTANTS

NOTHING TOO ABSTRACT.
NOTHING TOO EXTREME.

GRAHAME

Perfect. Have to keep you clientele happy, you know.

LESLIE PYNCHON

The happier they are, the more power you wield.

GRAHAME

It's called the upper hand.

NOW CRIME!

CAL

CRIME!

GRAHAME

CRIME!

CAL

HEARD YOU THE FIRST TIME...

GRAHAME

EVERY TIME YOU HEAR THAT WORD
YOU THINK,
YOU SAY,
THE FOLLOWING THINGS...

ASSISTANTS

THREE STRIKES.
LIFE SENTENCE.

GRAHAME

STAY WITHIN YOUR THEME.

ASSISTANTS

SAVE THE CHILDREN!
SAVE THE CHILDREN!

GRAHAME & LESLIE

NOTHING TOO ABSTRACT.
NOTHING TOO EXTREME.

+ CAL & ASSISTANTS

NOTHING TOO ABSTRACT.
NOTHING TOO EXTREME.

GRAHAME

Excellent. Anytime you're asked about crime, you spit those words out.

LESLIE PYNCHON

Three times if possible.

GRAHAME

The rule is three.

CAL

What if I forget?

LESLIE PYNCHON

Don't.

GRAHAME

And don't let yourself get thrown. The upper hand, my boy. Have to keep the upper hand.

CAL

You say that a lot.

GRAHAME

Nothing more important than the upper hand.

AND THEN THERE'S TAXES!

CAL

TAXES!

GRAHAME

TAXES!

CAL

This is getting boring, Grahame...

GRAHAME

EV'RYTIME YOU HEAR THAT WORD,
YOU THINK,
YOU SAY,
THE FOLLOWING THINGS --

PRUDENT TAX CUTS.
MODEST REDUCTIONS.
PORK BARREL,
STATE WASTE,
UNNECESSARY
PROGRAMS.
MUST UNITE
TO BUCK THE TREND.
GOVERNMENT
SPENDING HAS TO END.

Say it with me --

+ CAL & ASSISTANTS

PRUDENT TAX CUTS.
MODEST REDUCTIONS
PORK BARREL,
STATE WASTE,
UNNECESSARY
PROGRAMS.
MUST UNITE
TO BUCK THE TREND.
GOVERNMENT
SPENDING HAS TO END.

GRAHAME

Once more.


CAL & ASSISTANTS                          GRAHAME & LESLIE

PRUDENT TAX CUTS.                                        KEEP IT
MODEST REDUCTIONS                                     GOOD AND TIGHT.
PORK BARREL,                                                   STAY WITHIN
STATE WASTE,                                                   YOUR THEME.
UNNECESSARY                                                  NOTHING
PROGRAMS.                                                        TOO ABSTRACT, CAL.
MUST UNITE                                                       NOTHING
TO BUCK THE TREND.                                      TOO EXTREME.
GOVERNMENT
SPENDING HAS TO END.

GRAHAME

Three times!

ALL

HAS TO END.
HAS TO END.

LESLIE

Gesture!

ALL

GOVERNMENT SPENDING
HAS TO END.

GRAHAME

Now let's go try him out....

TV REPORTER #1

...with a commanding 56 to 44 percent lead, we are predicting that Calvin Chandler has been elected in the coveted City Council race. Calvin Chandler is our newest City Councilman! We take you now to Chandler Campaign Headquarters where Mr. Chandler is addressing his
supporters and the press as well....

CAL'S SUPPORTER'S

AMERICA'S SON,
TAKING HIS PLACE!
AMERICA'S SON,
WINNING THE RACE --
SO WHADDAYA SAY TO THAT,
MR. COUNCILMAN?
WHADDAYA SAY TO THAT...?


5-I See the Future

CAL

I SEE THE FUTURE.
I SEE THE PATH THAT WE MUST TRY.
I SEE TOMORROW.
I SEE US STRIVING FOR THE SKY.
I SEE US WAKING UP ONE MORNING
TO A SONG WE'VE NEVER SUNG.
I SEE THE FUTURE,
I SEE THE FUTURE
AND I SEE IT IN THE FACES OF THE YOUNG.

I SEE THE FUTURE.
I SEE A DAY WHEN WE ARE ONE.
I SEE TOMORROW.
I SEE US STRIVING FOR THE SUN.
I SEE US WORKING T'WARD THE PROMISE
AND ANSWERING THE CALL.
I SEE THE FUTURE,
I SEE THE FUTURE
AND I SEE IT IN THE CHILDREN,
YES, I SEE IT IN THE CHILDREN OF US ALL.

I SEE THE FUTURE.
I SEE A DAY WHEN WE ARE ONE.
I SEE TOMORROW.
I SEE US STRIVING FOR THE SUN.
I SEE US WORKING T'WARD THE PROMISE
AND ANSWERING THE CALL.
I SEE THE FUTURE,
I SEE THE FUTURE,
AND I SEE IT IN THE CHILDREN,
YES, I SEE IT IN THE CHILDREN,
YES, I SEE IT IN THE CHILDREN OF US ALL....


6-Lonely is a Two-Way Street

TINA

NOBODY CALLS YOU.
NOBODY CARES.
NO ONE TO KISS YOU
AND LEAD YOU UPSTAIRS.
BUT MAYBE YOU'RE CHOOSIN'
TO WALK THIS DEAD-END BEAT.
'CAUSE LONELY IS A TWO-WAY STREET.

WERE YOU TOO DISTANT?
A LITTLE TOO SHY?
SWIMMIN' IN HEARTACHE,
WATCHING CHANCES GO BY?
WELL, LIFE'S WHAT YOU MAKE IT.
SO WAKE UP, FACE THE HEAT.
YEAH, LONELY IS A TWO-WAY STREET.

TELL HER YOU WANT HER.
PAY ANY AMOUNT.
PROMISE THE MOON,
YOU CAN PAY ON ACCOUNT.
LIE IF YOU HAVE TO.
LYING'S OKAY.
HOLD HER OR HAVE HER
BUT DON'T LET IT LAY....

AND DON'T YOU BE BLIND TO
THE ROSES AT YOUR FEET.
OH, LONELY IS A TWO-WAY STREET.

I TELL YA', LONELY IS A TWO-WAY
AVENUE OR THROUGHWAY.
LONELY IS A TWO-WAY STREET.


7-Simple Words

CAL

WHAT'S IN YOUR EYES?
"THERE'S SOMETHING SCANDALOUS HERE!"
WHAT WILL YOU SAY?
"WE HEARD THE COUNCILMAN CURSE!"
I'M SURE YOU'VE HEARD IT BEFORE,
AND WILL A MILLION TIMES MORE,
AND USED IT YOURSELF
ALONG WITH SOME THAT ARE WORSE.

I MEANT, "F*CK."
SO I SAID, "F*CK."

THAT'S WHAT I DO.
I SHOOT STRAIGHT FROM THE HIP.
I ROCK THE BOATS
AND TIP OVER THE SCALES.
SO DON'T ACT IMPRESSED,
GIVE THE MANNERS A REST.
ASK WHAT YOU WANT,
AND I'LL TELL YOU NO TALES.

DOUBLE TALK,
POLITICAL RHETORIC --
IT'S FOR THE BIRDS.
ME, I'M JUST A SIMPLE MAN
WITH SIMPLE WORDS....

SING HALLELUJAH!
GIVE ME SIMPLE WORDS.
SING OUT THE PRAISES
OF THE SIMPLE MAN.
I SAY WHAT I MEAN
AND I MEAN WHAT I SAY
AND I SAY, I SAY, I SAY, I SAY, I SAY,
I SAY SIMPLE WORDS!

REPORTERS

GOOD GRAVY,
WHAT HAVE WE HERE?
THERE'S A MADMAN
IN THE COUNCIL!
GOOD GRAVY,
WHAT HAVE WE HERE?
MADMAN, MADMAN!

GRAHAME

You hear that, Violet? Your son, the madman! Ruined the family name, that's all. The cameras are rolling. We're lambs to the slaughter now!

CAL

WE PLAY A GAME
WHERE BEHAVIOR'S WHAT COUNTS.
AND MAYBE I'M
JUST TO BLUNT TO SURVIVE.
BUT CAN YOU EXPECT
THAT THE SOULS YOU ELECT
SHOULD BE HELD TO A LIGHT
THAT WOULD BURN YOU ALIVE?

GOD, I WOULD LOVE
TO BE ABLE TO SPEAK
LIKE A TRUE POLITICIAN;
MY WORDS WOULD SWAY.
BUT MY FRIENDS, WITH ME
YOU ONLY GET WHAT YOU SEE.
AND THAT'S ALL,
THAT'S ALL THERE IS TO SAY --

REPORTERS

SING HALLELUJAH!
GIVE ME SIMPLE WORDS.
SING OUT THE PRAISES!
OF THE SIMPLE MAN.

CAL

I KNOW WHAT I LIKE
AND I LIKE WHAT I KNOW

CAL & REPORTERS

AND I/YOU KNOW, I/YOU KNOW, I/YOU KNOW, I/YOU KNOW, I/YOU KNOW,
YOU KNOW SIMPLE WORDS!

REPORTERS

GOOD GRAVY,
WHAT HAVE WE HERE?
THERE'S A GENIUS
IN THE COUNCIL!
GOOD GRAVY,
WHAT HAVE WE HERE?
GENIUS, GENIUS!

CAL

MMMMM --
WHEN I SAY, "YES!"

REPORTERS

THEN YOU MEAN, "YES!"

CAL

WHEN I SAY, "NO!"

REPORTERS

THEN THAT'S THE SHOW, BROTHER!

CAL & REPORTERS

SING OUT THE VERSE
THERE'S NO REASON TO REHEARSE
WHEN YOUR SINGING
THOSE SIMPLE WORDS!

SING HALLELUJAH!
GIVE ME SIMPLE WORDS.
SING OUT THE PRAISES!
OF THE SIMPLE MAN.

CAL

WE SAY AS WE DO
AND WE DO AS WE SAY

CAL & REPORTERS

AND WE SAY, WE SAY, WE SAY, WE SAY, WE SAY,
WE SAY SIMPLE WORDS....

SING THOSE SIMPLE WORDS,
SING HALLELUJAH!
ETC...
SING, SING, SING, SIMPLE...
SING, SING, SING, SIMPLE...
SING, SING, SING, SIMPLE WORDS!

CAL

WE SAY AS WE DO
AND WE DO AS WE SAY

CAL & REPORTERS

AND WE SAY, WE SAY, WE SAY, WE SAY, WE SAY, WE SAY
SAY, WE SAY, WE SAY, WE SAY, WE SAY, WE SAY
SAY, WE SAY, WE SAY, WE SAY, WE SAY, WE SAY
SIMPLE WORDS!


8-Alleluia

TINA

LET ME TAKE YOU FAR AWAY.
GIVE YOUR TROUBLES A CHASE, MY LOVE.
LET ME TAKE YOU THROUGH THE DAWN,
TO A HAPPIER PLACE, MY LOVE.
FAR FROM THE STRAIN,
THE PRESSURE AND PAIN.
FAR FROM THOSE BLINDING LIGHTS.
CLOSE YOUR EYES.
ENJOY THE HIGHS
OF WILD FLIGHTS AND CAREFREE NIGHTS
AND EASIER TIMES, MY LOVE....

MMMMMMM......

CLOSE YOUR EYES.
ENJOY THE HIGHS
OF WILD FLIGHTS AND CAREFREE NIGHTS
AND EASIER TIMES, MY LOVE....

CHORUS

ALLELUIA! ALLELUIA!
ALLELUIA! ALLELUIA!
ALLELUIA! ALLELUIA!
ETC...

TINA

        (over the above)
AHHH!
LET ME TAKE YOU AWAY...
LET ME TAKE YOU AWAY...

(Repeat and fade.)


9-Dangerous Games

BUSINESSMEN

BY DAY WE MARCH.
ON THE HIGH ROAD, ACTING PROUD, SANCTIMONIOUS.
LOOKING DOWN UPON ALL PERSONS FELONIOUS.
AVERT OUR EYES IF THEY SHOULD PASS.

CLERGY

BY DAY WE MARCH.
KEEPING RHYTHM WITH THE DRUMS OF SOCIETY.
PREACHING RECTITUDE AND PIOUS PROPRIETY.
A FONT OF SANCTITY AND CLASS.

ALL

BUT DEEP IN THE NIGHT
WE DROP THIS DECEIT
AND FIND OURSELVES MOVING...

TO A DANGEROUS BEAT!

GLIARDI AND TONY

YOU SEE THAT BANKER WITH HIS TEN BUCK TWEED.
HE KNOWS ENOUGH TO LET HIS PARTNERS LEAD.
FEW KNOW, AND FEWER APPROVE.
BUT TELL THE MAN TO DANCE
AND YOU SHOULD SEE THAT SUCKER MOVE.

THERE GOES THE CARD'NAL WITH HIS HALO ON.
HE KNOWS THE TOES HE SHOULDN'T STEP UPON.
ONE SLIP; HE WON'T HAVE A PRAY'R.
BUT GIVE HIM HALF A CHANCE
AND HE'S A GODDAMN FRED ASTAIRE.

ALL

DON'T BE DUMB!
STEP ON IN!
WELCOME TO THE CLUB,
LET THE PARTY BEGIN!
JOIN THE LINE!
MOVE YOUR FEET!
YOU'RE PLAYING DANGEROUS GAMES NOW --
TO A DANGEROUS BEAT!

GLIARDI

Grahame! It's good to see you! Sit, sit. You know Frankie, right?

GRAHAME

Of course.

GLIARDI

It's been too long. Hasn't it been too long, Frankie?

FRANKIE

Too long, Tony.

GRAHAME

Now Tony, you know why I'm here. It's just...well....

GLIARDI

Everything's taken care of. I got the negatives, Grahame. Just like you asked.

GRAHAME

Oh, Tony. Thank you. But...well...it's going to take a little more than that. You see, the photographer....

GLIARDI

Consider it done.

GRAHAME

Thank you. Thank you, Tony.

GLIARDI

But...of course, I'm gonna need your assurances.

GRAHAME

Done.

GLIARDI

And his assurances.

GRAHAME

Cal's...? Well, I can...I can certainly arrange a meeting. Dinner perhaps. But in a few weeks. Once the election is done. Out of the way....

GLIARDI

No, no. I wanna see my boy, Grahame. Tonight.

FRANKIE

Tonight.

GRAHAME

Yes, of course, Tony. Tonight.

ALL

COME JOIN THE LINE
YOU KNOW WE WON'T REFUSE.

GRAHAME

Get the boy!

ALL

BUT EV'RY MEMBER HAS TO PAY HIS DUES.
CASH DEAL, AND BLOOD IN ADVANCE.
THERE AIN'T NO ROOM FOR DEALIN'
WHEN THE DEVIL WANTS TO DANCE!
DON'T BE DUMB!
STEP ON IN!
WELCOME TO THE CLUB,
LET THE PARTY BEGIN!
JOIN THE LINE!
MOVE YOUR FEET!
YOU'RE PLAYING DANGEROUS GAMES NOW --

DON'T BE DUMB!
STEP ON IN!
WELCOME TO THE CLUB
LET THE PARTY BEGIN!
JOIN THE LINE!
MOVE YOUR FEET!
YOU'RE PLAYING DANGEROUS GAMES NOW --
YOU'RE PLAYING DANGEROUS GAMES NOW --
YOU'RE PLAYING DANGEROUS GAMES NOW --
TO A DANGEROUS BEAT!


10-Two Guys at Harvard

GRAHAME

HOW'D YOU LIKE TO HEAR A LITTLE STORY, KIDDIES?
TELL ME WHO AMONGST YOU GIVES A DAMN.
NOTHING LIKE A WELL-TOLD STORY, KIDDIES.
NOW WHO HERE'D LIKE TO HEAR ABOUT YOUR DEAR OLD UNCLE GRAHAME?

BORN THE PRODIGAL SON.
SHOULD HAVE HAD IT MADE.
BUT SADLY, IT WOULD NOT BE SO.
CURSED WITH CHILDHOOD POLIO,
I ST-ST-ST-ST-STUTTERED MY WAY THROUGH THE SEVENTH GRADE.

WATCHED MY LITTLE BROTHER
WIN THE STUDENT COUNCIL RACE.
PERFECT SMILE.
CHISELED BOD.
CAPTAIN OF THE
FOOTBALL SQUAD.
TALL, ATHLETIC,
NEXT TO GOD.
REED COULD DO NO WRONG.
BUT NO BAD FEELINGS!
REED COULD DO NO WRONG.
Still...
WE WERE BEST OF BUDDIES, REED AND I,
UNTIL THOSE COLLEGE YEARS CAME BY....

GRAHAME AND REED

TWO GUYS AT HARVARD
MAKING A NAME.
ONE WAS ATHLETIC,
THE OTHER WAS LAME.
TWO GUYS AT HARVARD.
FORWARD THE FORGE.
LEANING ON EACH OTHER
JUST LIKE IRA AND GEORGE!

TWO GUYS AT HARVARD.
OH, WHAT A PAIR.

REED

GRAHAME HAD THE SMARTS.

GRAHAME

REED HAD FABULOUS HAIR.

GRAHAME AND REED

ONE HAD THE LOOKS.
AND ONE HAD THE PLAN.
SO BETWEEN THE TWO OF THEM
YOU HAD QUITE A MAN!

OH, THOSE HARVARD DAYS.
OH, THOSE HARVARD NIGHTS.
WE'RE TALKING FANCY AIRS
AND FRAT-HOUSE ANTICS.
FRENCH CHAMPAGNE
AND GREEK SEMANTICS.
TAILORED SUITS
AND HOMEMADE BEER.
LIVE IT UP, BOYS....
BECAUSE IT'S ALL DOWNHILL FROM HERE!!

REED

Hey, Grahame!

GRAHAME

Yes, Reed!

REED

Grahame! How does a crippled boy change a light bulb?

GRAHAME

I don't know, Reed. How does a crippled boy change a light bulb?

REED

He doesn't! He gets his healthy younger brother to do it for him...

BOTH

...Just like everything else!!

        (SFX - Rim shot. Canned laughter.)

REED

Hey, Grahame!

GRAHAME

Yes, Reed!

REED

Grahame!

GRAHAME

Reed!

REED

Hey, Grahame, why did the stutterer cross the road?

GRAHAME

I don't know, Reed. Why did the stutterer cross the road?

REED

To get to the other s-s-s-s-s-s-s-side!!

GRAHAME AND REED

Walla-walla-boom!!!

        (SFX - Rim shot. Canned laughter.)

REED

How about doing a little hat and crutch number for us, Grahame!

GRAHAME AND REED

OH, THOSE HARVARD DAYS.
OH, THOSE HARVARD NIGHTS.
WE'RE TALKING FANCY AIRS
AND FRAT-HOUSE ANTICS.
FRENCH CHAMPAGNE
AND GREEK SEMANTICS.
TAILORED SUITS
AND HOMEMADE BEER.
LIVE IT UP, BOYS....
BECAUSE IT'S ALL DOWNHILL FROM HERE!!

GRAHAME

And then there were girls! The campus was swarming with 'em! And the Queen of them all was  Violet! Now, originally -- as hard as this is to believe -- Violet was to be my date. Reed was fixed up with her best friend from the Sorority house.

VIOLET

But I'm a firm believer in not having to play the hand you're dealt!

GRAHAME, REED, AND VIOLET

AND WE WENT ROLLER SKATING,
DANCING,
SQUIRING AND ROMANCING,
DRINKING AT OUR NEIGHBORHOOD CANTEEN.
THEN TO THE CINEMA
WE'D FORAY.
LOOKING FOR AMORE,
SOMEWHERE WITHIN THE DARKENED MEZZANINE.
AND SOON THE WOMAN CAME TO LOVE THE MAN.
(IF NOT THE ONE THEY THOUGHT)
EV'RYTHING ACCORDING TO THE PLAN...
HER PLAN....

REED RULED THE CAMPUS,
PREENED LIKE A HAM.
BODY BY GOD
AND IDEAS BY GRAHAME.
THEN THEY MET VI'LET,
SEXY AND SLIM.
PLAYED 'EM OFF EACH OTHER
TILL THE BROTHERS TURNED GRIM(M).
TWO GUYS AT HARVARD
MET WITH A DAME,
WHO WANTED THE CUTE ONE
BUT DATED THE LAME.
TWO GUYS AT HARVARD,
FLIRTING WITH DEATH
PICTURE CAIN AND ABEL
COURTIN' LADY MACBETH!

OH, THOSE HARVARD DAYS.
OH, THOSE HARVARD NIGHTS.
WE'RE TALKING FANCY AIRS
AND FRAT HOUSE ANTICS
FRENCH CHAMPAGNE
AND GREEK SEMANTICS.
TAILORED SUITS
AND HOMEMADE BEER.

CHORUS

LIVE IT UP, BOYS...
BECAUSE IT'S ALL DOWNHILL FROM HERE.


11-First Came Mercy

GRAHAME

HELD TO THE BACK.
WHOLLY DEFEATED.
I'VE BEEN
THROUGH IT.
OUT OF THE RACE.
SWIFTLY UNSEATED.
BEEN THERE.
SCREW IT!
RIGHT FROM MY BIRTH,
HOW I WAS GUIDED.
EV'RYTHING PLANNED,
ALL DECISIONS DECIDED.
BUT OH, THE BODY
THIS SOUL WAS PROVIDED...

CHORUS

THE BODY WAS WEAK, HORRIBLY WEAK.
THE BODY WAS WEAK, HORRIBLY WEAK.

GRAHAME

SHOW ME NO MERCY.
SHOW ME NO MERCY....

CHORUS

MERCY.
COMPASSION.
PITY.
AND LIES.
CONDESCENSION.
SHIELDING OF EYES.
DIRE IMPATIENCE.
SPITEFUL ASIDES.
RIDICULE.
SHAME.

GRAHAME

FIRST CAME MERCY,
THEN COMPASSION;
GOOD AND JUST.

CHORUS

FIRST CAME MERCY...

GRAHAME

THIRD WAS PITY,
FUTILE PITY.
FOURTH WAS VEILED DISGUST.
THEN THE CONDESCENDING SMILES APPEARED.

CHORUS

FIRST CAME MERCY...
FIRST CAME MERCY...

GRAHAME

LO, THE HATEFUL GAME.

CHORUS

FIRST CAME MERCY...
FIRST CAME MERCY...

GRAHAME

SIXTH CAME THE EYES, COOLLY AVERTED.
SEVENTH, ALL PATIENCE, COMPLETELY DESERTED.
EIGHTH CAME THE SPITE.

CHORUS

FIRST CAME MERCY...

GRAHAME

OH, BLESSED ARE THE LAME.

CHORUS

MERCY...
MERCY...

GRAHAME

NINTH, THE OUTWARD RIDICULE.

CHORUS

FIRST CAME MERCY...
FIRST CAME MERCY...

GRAHAME

TENTH, AND LASTLY;
SHAME.

CHORUS

FIRST CAME MERCY...
FIRST CAME MERCY...
FIRST CAME MERCY...!

GRAHAME

NEVER-ENDING SHOW.
NEVER-ENDING GAME.
NEVER ENDING ROUNDABOUT
IN LAYING THE BLAME.
NEVER-ENDING WOE.
NEVER-ENDING FLAME.
NEVER-ENDING PILGRIMAGE
FROM MERCY TO SHAME....

GRAHAME AND CHORUS

NEVER-ENDING SHOW.
NEVER-ENDING GAME.
NEVER ENDING ROUNDABOUT
IN LAYING THE BLAME.
NEVER-ENDING WOE.
NEVER-ENDING FLAME.
NEVER-ENDING PILGRIMAGE,
FROM MERCY TO SHAME....

RICHARD

Year's up, Grahame. Time for a physical.

GRAHAME

You can jam that up your own ass today, Richard. I'm busy.

RICHARD

Give us an "ah."

GRAHAME

Aahhh.

CHORUS

FIRST CAME MERCY...

GRAHAME

How many years have I got then, doc?

RICHARD

You look tired, Grahame.

GRAHAME

Kind of you to notice. I am tired. You try putting in these kinds of hours...

RICHARD

We're none of us getting any younger.

CHORUS

FIRST CAME MERCY...

RICHARD

How are the arms holding out? Squeeze this.

CHORUS

FIRST CAME MERCY...
FIRST CAME MERCY...

RICHARD

Crutches doing the job?

GRAHAME

I get around.

RICHARD

Do your legs give you any help?

GRAHAME

You've seen my legs. Shriveled twigs. Cinnamon sticks in tiny metal cages. What do you think?

RICHARD

I think you're going to kill yourself hobbling around on those things much longer.

CHORUS

FIRST CAME MERCY...

GRAHAME

Explain.

CHORUS

MERCY, MERCY...

RICHARD

Time for the next step, Grahame.

GRAHAME

Alright.

CHORUS

FIRST CAME MERCY...
FIRST CAME MERCY...

RICHARD

I'll have it sent over, today.

CHORUS

FIRST CAME MERCY...
FIRST CAME MERCY...
FIRST CAME MERCY...

GRAHAME & CHORUS

NEVER-ENDING SHOW.
NEVER-ENDING GAME.
NEVER ENDING ROUNDABOUT
IN LAYING THE BLAME.
NEVER-ENDING WOE.
NEVER-ENDING FLAME.
NEVER-ENDING PILGRIMAGE,
FROM MERCY TO SHAME....

    GRAHAME/MEN                          WOMEN

NEVER-ENDING SHOW                          MERCY. COMPASSION.
NEVER-ENDING GAME                           PITY AND LIES.
NEVER-ENDING ROUNDABOUT          CONDESCENSION.
IN LAYING THE BLAME                          SHIELDING OF EYES.
NEVER-ENDING WOE.                            DIRE IMPATIENCE.
NEVER-ENDING FLAME.                        SPITEFUL ASIDES.
NEVER-ENDING PILGRIMAGE,             RIDICULE.
FROM MERCY TO SHAME....                 SHAME....

MEN

MERCY. COMPASSION.
PITY AND LIES.
CONDESCENSION.
SHIELDING OF EYES.
DIRE IMPATIENCE.
SPITEFUL ASIDES.
RIDICULE.
SHAME....

WOMEN

MERCY.
MERCY.
FIRST CAME
MERCY.
MERCY.
MERCY.
FIRST CAME
MERCY.....

GRAHAME

HERE COMES THE CRIP,
BETTER BEND AT THE ATTITUDE.
SMILE AS HE PASSES,
EXTEND EXTRA LATITUDE.
LOOK DOWN YOUR NOSE
AND EXPECT SHOWS OF GRATITUDE.

                            +CHORUS

DAMN ME WITH MERCY.                             FIRST CAME MERCY!
PLAGUE ME WITH MERCY.                          FIRST CAME MERCY!
SHOW ME NO MERCY.                                 FIRST CAME MERCY!
SHOW ME NO MERCY...!

        (stuttering)
N-N-N-                                                   NEVER-ENDING MERCY...
N-N-N-                                                    NEVER-ENDING MERCY...
N-N-N-                                                    NEVER-ENDING MERCY...
N-N-N-                                                   NEVER-ENDING MERCY...
N-N-N-                                                   NEVER-ENDING MERCY...
N-N-N-                                                   NEVER-ENDING MERCY...
N-N-N-                                                   NEVER-ENDING MERCY...

GRAHAME

NO!!




12-Bend the Spoon/One, Two, Three (reprise)

TINA

BEND THE SPOON.
EMPTY OUT THE POWDER.
FIND A MATCH.
LIGHT IT UNDERNEATH.
WATCH IT SMOKE.
BURN IT TILL IT BUBBLES.
SUCK IT UP.
BEAR IT DOWN.
SHOOT IT IN.
PULL IT OUT.
START IT ALL AGAIN.
ONE, TWO, THREE...

CAL

ONE, TWO, THREE...

ONE DAY THE PRESS, THEY TELL YOU, YOU'RE THE MAN.
THEN ONE WEEK ON, THEY'LL SAY YOU STINK.
THAT'S HOW IT GOES;
EV'RY NEWSMAN KNOWS
A LITTLE BLOOD CAN KEEP THE TABLOIDS IN THE PINK.

THE CIRCUS BARKERS ON THE NETWORK NEWS
ASK HOW A MAN CAN SINK SO LOW.
WELL, LET 'EM STARE
AT THE SIDESHOW THERE.
WHO WOULDN'T WANNA SEE THE FREAK WHO RUNS THE SHOW --

CAL

AND IT'S, "ONE, TWO, THREE!"
THAT'S HOW I FEEL ABOUT THE FUTURE!
THAT'S HOW I DEAL WITH IT ALL!
LIVIN' FOR THE MOMENT'S REWARDS,
KNOWIN' DESTINY LIES
IN THESE TWO HANDS...
ONE, TWO, THREE...
ONE, TWO....


13-Cleaning House

VIOLET

DESPERATE TIMES,
GRAHAME.
DESPERATE TIMES....

THE BOY FLAUNTS IT ON THE PREMISES.
GET IT OUT!
GET IT OUT!
THE BOY THINKS HE'S FOOLING EV'RYONE.
WELL LET ME SAY;
IT ENDS TODAY!
FIND THE MEN WHO FEED HIS BINGES.
SEARCH HIS BOOKS AND LOOK FOR BILLS.
TRASH THE BOTTLES AND SYRINGES.
CRUSH THE PIPES AND FLUSH THE PILLS.

VIOLET AND PETER

DISGUSTING THING, ADDICTION.
THE BOY HAS HIT HIS LOW.
DEPRESSING THING, THE LENGTHS TO WHICH
HE'D GO....
WE'RE CLEANING HOUSE.

VIOLET

THE GUARD FOUND IT ON THE PREMISES.
GET IT OUT!
GET IT OUT!
THE GUARD SAYS HE'S SHOOTING HEROIN.
GET THE FACTS!
CHECK FOR TRACKS!
FETCH THE DOGS, UNLEASH, UNCHAIN THEM.
PRY THE FLOORBOARDS, SEARCH TILL DAWN.
GET THE CHILD AND LET'S RESTRAIN HIM.
HOLD HIM TILL THE POISON'S GONE.

VIOLET AND PETER

DISGUSTING THING, ADDICTION.
THE BOY HAS HIT HIS LOW.
DEPRESSING THING, THE LENGTHS TO WHICH
HE'D GO....
WE'RE CLEANING HOUSE.

VIOLET

You are the greatest thing to ever happen to this family, and I'll be damned if I'll let you slip away, like I did your father. We're talking straight now. No more nonsense, no more games.

VIOLET AND PETER

WE'RE DOING THIS RIGHT.
WE'RE GETTING HIM CLEAN.
SEARCH THE ROOM,
BURN THE SHEETS,
TURN THE BED --
CUT OUT THE B.S.
AND P.S. WE'RE TWELVE STEPS AHEAD....

VIOLET AND PETER

DISGUSTING THING, ADDICTION.
THE BOY HAS HIT HIS LOW.
DEPRESSING THING, THE LENGTHS TO WHICH
HE'D GO....
WE'RE CLEANING HOUSE.


14-Upper Hand

CAL

HOW CAN I CONVINCE YOU?
CAN YOU EVER BE PERSUADED
OR BE MADE
TO UNDERSTAND?
LOOK, IT KEEPS ME FOCUSED,
HELPS ME SENSE THE COMPETITION.
GIVES ME...DARE I SAY?
THE UPPER HAND?

TO USE YOUR WORDS....

HOW CAN I DESCRIBE IT?
COULD I EVER DO IT JUSTICE?
MAKE YOU KNOW
HOW I FEEL?
HOW THE HEART STARTS BEATING FASTER,
TILL THE LIMBS GROW WARM AND STEADY;
RED AS FIRE,
HARD AS STEEL.
There...
HARD AS STEEL.
And there...
HARD AS STEEL.
And there....

Is there something wrong, Uncle Grahame?

GRAHAME

Mercy...

CAL

WHAT WAS THAT?
DID I HEAR THAT WORD FROM YOU?
YOU, WHO USED, WHO TRAINED, RESTRAINED, CONTROLLED ME?

GRAHAME

Mercy...

CAL

SO IT WAS.
WELL, THIS CHANGES THINGS, YOU KNOW.
WEREN'T YOU, AFTER ALL, THE ONE WHO TOLD ME --

"KEEP 'EM JUMPING RIGHT ON CUE,
YOUR CLIENTELE?"
"SEE THAT THINGS PROGRESS AS PLANNED?"
"MAKE 'EM LIFT THEIR EYES TO YOU?"
YOU TAUGHT ME WELL.
"GOTTA KEEP THE UPPER HAND!"

GRAHAME AND CAL

AND IT'S A JOURNEY ALL TOO QUICK
FROM THE GOLDEN BOY TO THE OLD AND SICK,
FROM THE LUMINARY TO THE LUNATIC.
AND THE DIFF'RENCE IS,
YOU SURELY UNDERSTAND --

CAL

SWEET JESUS, HOW YOU UNDERSTAND --

GRAHAME AND CAL

THE UPPER HAND.

GRAHAME

THAT'S THE GAME...

CAL

HOW ABSURD...

GRAHAME

WHAT A SHAME...

CAL

YES, "SHAME'S" THE WORD....

MAKE 'EM LIFT THEIR EYES TO YOU....

Now, don't tell mother....


15-Spin

VIOLET

GRIT YOUR TEETH,
SELL THE LIES...
AND BOOM.
Surprise.
JESUS, HOW THEY BURN, DEAR,
THOSE FLASHBULBS IN YOUR EYES....

IT'S A GOOD TIME.
IT'S A GREAT LIFE
THAT'S YOUR LOT.
YOU WROTE THE BOOK.
YOU RULE THE BIZ.
YOU AIM TO WIN.
IT'S A FINE DAY
IT'S A SWELL YEAR.
AND WHEN IT'S NOT
YOU MAKE IT LOOK
AS THOUGH IT IS
YOU GIVE IT SPIN...

SPIN FOR THE GOV'NER,
TO MAKE HIM LOOK PURE.
SPIN FOR THE DOCTORS
WHO SPIN FOR THE CURE.
SPIN FOR THE TROUBLES
YOU'RE DESP'RATE TO MEND.
SPIN FOR THE PLAYER
WHOSE GAME'S AT AN END.

IT'S A TOUGH CALL.
IT'S A LONG HAUL
BEFORE IT'S DONE;
OK, IT STINKS,
BUT THEN YOU KNEW
THAT GOING IN.
IT'S A ROUGH RIDE
ON THE BACK ROADS;
THAT'S HALF THE FUN.
IRON OUT THE KINKS,
THAT'S WHAT YOU DO,
YOU GIVE IT SPIN.

SPIN...

SPIN FOR THE GENIUS
WHO FIXES WHAT'S BROKE.
SPIN FOR THE MIRRORS
AND SPIN FOR THE SMOKE.
SPIN FOR THE LADY
WHO LIVES IN THE SHOE,
GONE THROUGH THE BATTLES,
BUT STILL SHE GETS THROUGH.

AND SPIN FOR THE PIGGY
WHO FAKES IT ON CUE.
WHO PATCHES THE CRACKS
AND THEN SNIFFS AT THE GLUE.
AND SPIN FOR THE PIGGY
WHO HAZARDS THE COST
BUT NEVER ADMITS
THAT THE GAME HAS BEEN LOST...

SPIN....

SPIN....

SPIN....

BUT APPEARANCES COUNT
AND ON THAT COUNT
YOU'RE RICHER THAN SIN...

IT'S A GOOD TIME.
IT'S A GREAT LIFE...

No, no, really, I mean it....


16-The Ballad of Bobby 'Cracker' Barrel

BOBBY "CRACKER" BARREL

Ladies and Gentlemen, "The Ballad of Bobby 'Cracker' Barrel and the Senator's Wife."

VIOLET WAS A DEMON
IN THE APRONS OF A WIFE.
SHE WAS LOOKIN' FOR THE PASSION
THAT WAS MISSIN' IN HER LIFE.
MARRIED TO A SENATOR;
HER HEAVEN AND HER HELL.
SEE, WAY DOWN DEEP, MIZ VI'LET
WAS A JUKEBOX JEZEBEL.

FRIDAY NIGHTS, SHE'D HITCH HER SKIRTS
AND RACE OFF DOWN THE HILL.
HEADING' FOR A BOURBON JOINT
CALLED TOMMY'S ROAD-SIDE GRILL.
DAMN, SHE TOOK THE PLACE BY STORM,
THIS FANCY D.C. FLIRT;
A WHIRL OF SILK AND SATIN
IN THE DENIM AND THE DIRT.

+ CHORUS

LITTLE MISS SOCIETY
WAS WANTIN' TO BE FREE.
HANK'RIN' FOR SOME RUG BURNS
IN HER '59 CAPRI.
THUMBED HERSELF A RIDE
ON A ROCKET STRAIGHT TO HELL.
YES THE DEVIL GETS HIS DUE, BOYS...

BOBBY "CRACKER" BARREL

AND FROM TIME TO TIME,
HE GETS THE GIRL AS WELL.

THE BIKERS, THEY WAS HOOTING.
THERE WAS CHEERING FROM THE MOB.
AND STANDING TALL AMONG THEM
WAS A CRACKER NAME OF BOB.
HE SAID, "LADY BEST MOVE ON
BEFORE THEY JUMP YOUR SWEET BEHIND."
BUT VI'LET SHE JUST SMILED AND SAID,

VIOLET

"THAT'S WHAT I HAD IN MIND."

BOBBY "CRACKER" BARREL

THEY MADE TRACKS FOR BOBBY'S CHEVY,
AND SO THE EV'NING WENT.
AND THESE LATE NIGHT RENDEZVOUS
BECAME A REGULAR EVENT.
EACH FRIDAY 'ROUND ELEVEN
VI'LET CHANDLER LOST CONTROL,
GRABBED HERSELF HER MAN
AND TOOK THE BARREL FOR A ROLL.

+ CHORUS

LITTLE MISS SOCIETY
WAS WANTIN' TO BE FREE.
HANK'RIN' FOR SOME RUG BURNS
IN HER '59 CAPRI.
THUMBED HERSELF A RIDE
ON A ROCKET STRAIGHT TO HELL.
YES, THE DEVIL GETS HIS DUE, BOYS...

BOBBY "CRACKER" BARREL

AND FROM TIME TO TIME,
HE GETS THE GIRL AS WELL.

BUT BOBBY NEVER MET A THROAT
HE DIDN'T MEAN TO SLICE.
AND THE LAWMEN WERE INTENT
ON MAKING BOBBY PAY THE PRICE.
THE SHERIFF VOWED HE'D TRACK HIM DOWN,
AND HAUL HIM TO THE COURTS.
AND THEY DRAGGED HIM FROM HIS TRUCK
AS HE WAS PULLIN' UP HIS SHORTS.

+ CHORUS

VI'LET SCREAMED
AND SHE STARTED TO CRY.
BUT DEEP INSIDE
SHE KNEW HER BOBBY BARREL WOULDN'T DIE.

BOBBY "CRACKER" BARREL

BOBBY PLEADED GUILTY
AND HIS JUDGEMENT CAME TO PASS.

+ JUDGE

"SAY YOUR PRAYERS, YOU SORRY BASTARD
'CAUSE WE'RE GONNA FRY YOUR ASS!"

BOBBY "CRACKER" BARREL

THEY MARCHED HIM TO THE CHAIR,
AND STILL HE OFFERED NO EXCUSE.
BUT THEY LET HIM SAY HIS FINAL WORDS
BEFORE THEY CRANKED THE JUICE...!

BOBBY "CRACKER" BARREL

JUST LET IT BE SAID
THAT I LOVED ME A WOMAN
A FIRST-CLASS,
HIGH-TONED
WASHINGTON BITCH....

VIOLET

Throw the switch...!

        (SFX - Electric chair)

BOBBY "CRACKER" BARREL

VI'LET CLUTCHED HER BELLY
AS THEY DROPPED HIM IN HIS TOMB,
KNOWING THAT HIS CHILD
LAY DEEP WITHIN HER WOMB.

CHORUS

CAL...

CAL...

CAL...

CAL...

BOBBY AND CHORUS

LITTLE MISS SOCIETY
WAS WANTIN' TO BE FREE.
HANK'RIN' FOR SOME RUG BURNS
IN HER '59 CAPRI.
THUMBED HERSELF A RIDE
ON A ROCKET STRAIGHT TO HELL.
YES, THE DEVIL GETS HIS DUE, BOYS...

BOBBY "CRACKER" BARREL

AND FROM TIME TO TIME,
HE GETS THE GIRL AS WELL!


16-Child's Play

CAL

HERE I SEE A MAN
I'M ASHAMED TO RECOGNIZE.
GAZING AT HIS FACE
I SEE WEAKNESS IN HIS EYES.
I WON'T CLAIM IT AS MY OWN, THEN,
THIS TROUBLED FACE I SEE.
PLEASE TAKE AWAY THE MIRROR.
THIS MADMAN ISN'T ME.
HOW DID IT HAPPEN?
HOW'D THIS NIGHTMARE COME TO BE...?

MY LIFE WAS CHILD'S PLAY,
WITHOUT REGRET.
NOT A GAME I COULDN'T WIN
OR A NEED THAT WASN'T MET.
CHILD'S PLAY, I FEAR,
CANNOT LAST.
YEARS FLY BY
ALL TOO FAST.
AND CHILD'S PLAY TOO SOON
IS IN THE PAST.

I CAN SEE THE CHANGE
FROM THE MIND THAT ONCE I HAD.
IN THE LOOKING GLASS
I CAN SEE ME GOING MAD.
AND I'M POWERLESS TO STOP IT,
OR COUNTER THIS ATTACK.
AND LOOKING IN THE MIRROR
THE IMAGE STARTS TO CRACK.
HOW DID IT HAPPEN?
AND WHY CAN'T I GO BACK...?

MY LIFE WAS CHILD'S PLAY,
CAREFREE AND DIM.
BUT THE CHILD WHO RULES HIS WORLD,
FINDS THE WORLD, IN TRUTH, RULES HIM.
CHILD'S PLAY MAY SEEM
CLEAR AS DAY.
BUT COLORS FADE
TO SHADES OF GREY.
AND CHILD'S PLAY BEGINS
TO SLIP AWAY.

I SWEAR THE DAYS WERE LONGER.
THE NIGHTS WEREN'T HALF SO COLD.
I REMEMBER HOW THE YEARS WENT BY
BUT WHEN DID I GROW OLD?
THE PIPER MUST BE PAID
FOR THE CHOICES THAT YOU MADE,
FOR THE SONGS YOU WERE SO DESPERATE TO KNOW.
YES, TAKE AWAY THIS MIRROR.
THE MADMAN HAS TO GO --

MY LIFE WAS CHILD'S PLAY.
SO IT BEGAN.
BUT THE CHILD WAS NEVER TOLD
WHAT IT TOOK TO BE A MAN.
CHILD'S PLAY ONCE SEEMED
A WELCOME FRIEND.
BUT IN THE LIGHT
IT'S ALL PRETEND.
CHILD'S PLAY, I GUESS,
IS AT AN END.

THERE IT IS.
FINAL SCORE.
CHILD'S PLAY, MY BOY,
AND NOTHING MORE....


18-Mistress of Deception

TINA

INDIANA MOTHER
DIED LAST WEEK IN A TOWNHOUSE FIRE.
NO ONE HEARD HER CRIES,
BUT THEY SAVED HER BABIES.
NEVER CAUGHT HER NAME.
HAD NO LIVING RELATIVES,
NO ONE BUT THE KIDS SHE LEFT BEHIND.
THEY SAY THE OLDEST BOY'S THE ONE TO BLAME....

AND I CRIED.
ASHES IN A HEAP.
AND I CRIED.
AND I CRIED.
BUT DON'T LET THAT FOOL YOU, BABY.
TEARS COME CHEAP...!

WOMAN IN LONG ISLAND
OLDEST NAME IN THE REGISTER
KILLED HER HUSBAND'S GIRLFRIEND
LAST SEPTEMBER.
USED A .45;
THEY FOUND IT IN HER COOKIE JAR,
NOW SHE SITS INSIDE THE COUNTY JAIL.
AND NO ONE'S LEFT TO RUN THE P.T.A....

AND I CRIED.
JUSTICE MADE A SWEEP.
AND I CRIED.
AND I CRIED.
BUT DON'T LET THAT FOOL YOU, BABY.
TEARS COME CHEAP...!

+ GIRLS

MISTRESS OF DECEPTION,
PRACTICED IN THE ARTS.
ACE OF DIAMOND SOLITAIRE.
QUEEN OF BROKEN HEARTS.
CANDY FOR THE TAKING.
CHINA FOR THE BULLS.
MISTRESS OF DECEPTION
PATRON SAINT OF FOOLS.

TINA

HAPPY BIRTHDAY,
MR. SENATOR.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY,
HEALTH AND JOY.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY,
LOVERBOY.
THE ONLY DECENT PIECE LEFT IN THE PIE.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BABY, AND GOOD-BYE....

+ GIRLS

THE ONLY DECENT PIECE LEFT IN THE PIE.

TINA

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BABY, AND GOOD-BYE....

HOT YOUNG ACTOR
DIED LAST NIGHT AT AN L.A. CLUB.
ECSTASY AND BOOZE
AND TOO MUCH NYQUIL.
HAD THE SWEETEST FACE,
WARM AND SHY AND INNOCENT;
SEXY IN THAT CARELESS KINDA WAY.
THE NEWSMAN SAID HIS HEART JUST STOPPED LIKE THAT....

AND I CRIED.
PRICE OF FAME WAS STEEP.
AND I CRIED.
AND I CRIED.
BUT DON'T LET THAT FOOL YOU, BABY.
TEARS COME CHEAP...!

+ GIRLS

MISTRESS OF DECEPTION,
PRACTICED IN THE ARTS.
ACE OF DIAMOND SOLITAIRE.
QUEEN OF BROKEN HEARTS.
CANDY FOR THE TAKING.
CHINA FOR THE BULLS.
MISTRESS OF DECEPTION
PATRON SAINT OF FOOLS.

CANDY FOR THE TAKING.
CHINA FOR THE BULLS.
MISTRESS OF DECEPTION

TINA

PATRON SAINT OF FOOLS....!


19-Finale

CHORUS

AHH!
AHH!
AHH!
AHH!

CHORUS

DID THE GROUNDWORK,
HAD IT NICELY PLANNED.
WHO KNEW DEATH WOULD NEVER
LET YOU SEE YOUR VISION STAND?

CAN THIS BE THE END?
IS THIS ALL IT BRINGS?
SURELY, THERE'S ANOTHER CHANDLER
WAITING IN THE WINGS.

AH! AH!
AH! AH!
AH! AH!
AH! AH!

CAL

IT'S GONNA BE YOUR FACE...
THEIR CHEERS...
YOUR EYES...
THEIR TEARS....

SING HALLELUJAH.