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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.