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1. |
Opening
04:29
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Helen:
There a desert where a carnivale
hungry roams round and prowls
waits to feed but lets not speak of this now
A frontier town past the desert rests
here in the queer and quite weird west
lets stroll its street as the sun creeps on down
Soon we come to the saloon
let us stop, shots they are calling our name
pray we must stay, we've come on quite a day
Miss Helen's one pace from disgraced cabaret
Look round the towns all here and more
werewolves recline upon the floor
all is at last more like now than before
Tonight things that circle wait and prey
crouch far enough away, lets play
with your heart see what it takes it to break
The light dies upon our pale lives
as it rises right now on the stage
settle back in with your glass full of gin
for Miss Helen's one pace from disgraced cabaret
And now the cast who appears tonight in our torrid tales of intrigue and delight
i am hannah and i shall guide you through accounts from our dear town which we'll regale to you
every tale a hero must appear, and our sheriff, rugged true and brave is here
this week once again he will face friends i fear
The queen of crime, the sinister Han Mi, whose exotic webs of intrigue and deceit
What dark oriental magic she brings to us from the east
"Ah yes, the tired dragon lady trope again. Come see Han Mi, the lazy racist caricature from a small minded, bigoted, ignorant ass hat of a writer..."
" haha... let's stick to the script this week.."
"And of course my friends we cannot forget our Alchemist friend and secrets that he tends
our curtain has risen come join us my friends
Our town's like an address to an orgy
for tired tropes and pulp stories
gaze on the floor once more as they writhe and engage
Your heart has such sublime ache
an iconic role you'll make, stay
one day you'll appear with us here on the stage
And say, in this saloon those still sane
unite here each week for a play
Let’s all drink a shot Of whatever you’ve got
for Miss Hannah’s not quite yet disgraced Cabaret
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2. |
Han-Mi's Plot
06:08
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Helen:
Tales to be told come this week to unfold
on our blind and brooding stage
The good and the bad and the sane and the mad
in their endless blood ballet
The wild, deranged comes to rattle its cage
we must keep it quiet and tamed
A dance and a song let the mind start to calm
with a touch of peril to grip and hold you
on the edge as events unfold so
Tears sometimes start when one bears you their heart
alone upon the stage
Sometimes the lie tells more truth than you might
have seen in light of day
Our villain Han-Mi needs a scheme for this week
that could bring this town to fall
Here she comes now to confide to us all
of her newest plan of avarice thereof
finally this week break the sheriff
...
Whats the scheme this week that Han-Mi's plotting?
There's a train at 1 pm and its this that she’ll be robbing
The money for the orphanage is what the train has got and
you know she's gonna take it all toda…
Han-Mi:
No, no, no. I'm not. That is stupid.
Helen:
Yes she is cause she knows it’s this week’s plot and…
Han-Mi:
This week’s plot is dumb so a no a she’s a not a
Helen:
It’s what the writer wrote
Han-Mi:
But the writer is a moron. I came up with a better plot myself
Helen:
Really?
Han-Mi:
Come on, just try it. I swear, it’s like a million times better
Helen:
(sighs). All right.
So last week, our dear sheriff had been caught and
he was tied up in Han-Mi's dark bedroom for a spot then
Han-Mi:
Oo, I wish…
Right, so he escapes but his shirt is torn right off , so then...
Helen:
Why does he have to be running around without a shirt?
Han-Mi:
Really, Helen?
Helen:
Oh my god, you little horn dog!
Han-Mi:
Just trust me, its totally integral to the plot. Uh, guys? guys?
Can we maybe switch to something softly menacing in F sharp minor? Thank you!
....
If i made, a plan today
something strange
something sinister, a worthy game, i'd
take the vaccines they made
for the babies and id change them so that when the babies take them
they, they would change, to zombie babes,
and all who watched would gape and pray and and while they're
poised on the edge of their seats so
id watch him be the gorgeous hero
If i made, a plan today
something strange,
the best plot of this cabaret then i would take
those zombie babes, and with arcane
techniques then i would make then fly and crave to eat your
face, and on that day the sky would rain
with hungry little zombie babes who'd scream and chase
and eat your face and folks will swipe the air with bats and clubs to
chase away the screeching flying bleeding
face eating undead babes
feeding on your heads as people strike them with their bats and crying why
screaming little bodies swooping from the sky
and everyone would scream and cry and while
the chaos reins unleashed about so
i’d watch him be the perfect hero
Helen:
Jesus Christ, Han, what the hell was that?
Han-Mi:
I know, it's awesome, right? Omg i'm so proud of it. I totally thought it up myself and it's like the best evil plan ever. That'll keep em glued to the seats...
Helen:
Okay okay… just... ladies and gentlemen, Han-Mi and her evil plot.
All right folks, next up, the sheriff!
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3. |
The Sheriff
08:28
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The Sheriff:
And the sun comes up
along the eastern desert
where the wild men ride
bring trouble in their wake
And there ain't much sense
when love and death come riding
or the code you find to face yourself each day
Well we always known
mama had seen trouble
in the days before
my sisters and i came
And she gave us each
our first gun at seven
for when the wild side comes for us one day
And the sun comes up
along the eastern desert
where the Barnsdale gang
is coming soon they say
And mama said its that gun
that will see you to the morning
and your code is how you face yourself each day
...
I's a teenage boy on a summer night
at a party neath the warm moonlight
when Becky Smith crushed my heart in her hand
I felt the tears well in my eyes
if other kids would see me cry
the mocking would be more than i could stand
so off into forest there i ran
There's rumors bout a werewolf tribe
outside the town and on this night
i found one laying there beneath the moon
Wounded bleeding from her side
half girl half wolf and to my eyes
such beauty to that point id never known
two days i stayed and tended to her wounds
I never saw a mountain
i never saw a sky
i never saw a site that looked quite like
you are tonight
Its you that are the reason
the stars fall from the sky
into my heart and light my soul
the way you tonight
I never saw an angel, a sunrise or a light
that held a candle to you oh to you here n this night
If i live to be a thousand
or had seen the birth of time
it'll never take my breath away
the way you do tonight
Them summer nights then she would come
outside my house and out id run
boy and she wolf running paw and hand
Together in the moonlit woods
the summer smells, her eyes of gold
together in our magic midnight land
and one night there she made of me a man
...
As we lay there naked, smiling, curled
her furry ears perked up she heard
some sounds of trouble somewhere far away
She said that its the Barnsdale gang
they're at your place and so we raced
in desperation but we took too long
My sisters and my mama they were gone
She caught their scent
we tracked them down
to a ranch outside of town
she told me she was sure they were alive
But 15 men were there and i
had just one gun strapped to my side
She softly growled and told me not to mind
she said my love i will get you inside
...
I would have wept upon her fallen body
my heart still aches for her to this day
but in that house, upstairs in that bedroom
Barnsdale had my mama shut away
So i burst in, my gun all locked and loaded
that man he had me mama n his bed
he stared at me with a look i still remember
before i filled him full of lead
...
My mama she looked at me
and lit a cigarette
glanced at the dead body
and took a nice long drag
"Well boy" she said real slowly
then sighed and shook her head
"you just killed your daddy,
me and him we go way back."
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4. |
Han-Mi Sings An Intro
02:11
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Han-Mi:
When your dreams drifted long out to sea
and the shoreline is black as can be
you could turn to the girl next to you drowning too
come ashore then once more
she'd find comfort in you
Over and over in you
tangled together you’d
want me too
On a rowboat lost far out to sea
filled with costumes and songs that we sing
in the play you think true is the girl drowning too
as you drift she could hold,
and comfort you too
over and over with you
tangled together you’d
love me too
….
Helen:
So Han-Mi has put her plan in motion…
You did just fill them in on the sequence of plot events?
Cause it sounded like you were…
Han-Mi:
Oh yeah, totally. Yeah, i told them all about the plot details
Helen:
Okay, you have introduce my number
Han-Mi:
Yeah, i'm on it
Folks this week we have got a song that special
a song that is about our very own Miss Helen
Put your hands together ladies and a gentlemen
Miss Helen herself, folks
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5. |
Miss Helen
05:57
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Helen:
Out in the desert on the outskirts of town
every few years a carnival comes round
They say that it beckons til one soul comes then
it takes them and leaves and they're not seen again
The weeks when our mom wouldn't get out of bed
me and Shira would eat chocolate, berries and bread
The house would be ours and wed play make believe
pretend father came back from some kingdom far east
The weeks when our mom wouldn't really quite sleep
they were fun and yet scary, me and Shira agreed
We would build a gazebo or repaint the place
but it sat there half finished after a few days
And mom would just cackle then grab us and squeeze
i try and i try so much more than you see
I wish i was better i wish i could be
all you need but there's just one place for me
Girls we should where we really belong
to the carnival, song us a carnival song
I hear it come calling, the sweet music plays
I'll run to the carnival music one day
By the time we were teens mom had long gone away
and every few years the circus music would play
I did well at school, got good grades and good friends
i learned laughter could be not so scary and tense
But Shira she stayed in the shadows and then
never really fit in never made lots of friend
At night we would still sit together in bed
and she fought feeling manic and morose in her head
And one night she cried and she held and squeezed
said Helen i try so more than you see
I wish i was different, i wish i could be
all you need but there's one place for me
I know i should go where i really belong
to the carnival, song me a carnival song
I hear it come calling, the sweet music plays
I'll run to the carnival music one day
.....
i sit out some nights talk to Shira as if
she could still hear me, as if she had not left
I tend my affairs and look after my life
and sit out and eye the dark desert some nights
I don't know the day or the reason just yet
whether heartbreak or boredom or some minor fret
One day the carnival music will play
and i'll go and be with mum and Shira again
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6. |
Interlude
01:59
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Helen:
Oh look, here comes the sheriff! He and his deputy Henry The Alchemist are coming to investigate reports of trouble
Sheriff:
Greetings Miss Helen. It looks like there's been some trouble with the stagecoach and Henry and i...
Helen:
You mean the doctors place
Sheriff:
No, the stagecoach. it looks like Han Mi is...
Helen:
No, we're not doing the train robbery
Sheriff:
Oh, we're not?
Helen:
No we're doing... uhm... zombie babies
Sheriff:
What?
Helen:
Flying face eating zombie babies
Sheriff:
That's horrible!
Helen:
It's pretty awesome actually. Don't tell Han i said that, she'll never follow script again
Sheriff:
Well then, we ride off to...
Helen:
The doctors place
Sheriff:
Yes, to...
Helen:
Investigate reports of the vaccine having strange side effects
Sheriff:
Does the band know this?
Helen:
I told them during your bit
Sheriff:
Well then, come Henry. Hi ho Yates!
Helen:
Hank!
Sheriff:
Yes?
Helen:
Just between you and me, have you ever considering Han-Mi as... a woman?
Sheriff:
Han-Mi is the embodiment of evil and malicious cunning
Helen:
No, past the whole villainous thing. Just.. as a woman, do you think..
Sheriff:
How can i possibly see her as anything other than a detestable scourge, a blight that should be removed from this town?
Helen:
Wow. Okay, that's uh... harsh
Sheriff:
Hi ho Yates! Away!
Helen:
I'm sorry, Han
Han:
You know, we really don't have to talk about it
Helen:
It's your song. I am such a... what the hell is with the band?
Han:
I don't think they're paying attention to us
Helen:
Guys! Guys! What the hell are you doing? Okay, take your time...
Yes. Wow. Okay folks, we go now to Han-Mi's lair where she sits brooding.
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7. |
Han Mi
05:05
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Han Mi:
The queen of crime is brooding in her lair
puffing kiseru and plotting her dark ways
They think she wants to scowl
and watch the world burn down
but she just wants to watch him save the day
I like the role of queen of vice and crime lord
the villain's always the most fun to play
I wish i was like them
and with my role content
and never pursued past this parlous way
Did the dragon lady take your breath away today?
Han mi see, she runs a den of gambling
sells opium and knows kung fu, wears jade
she speaks in proverbs then
commands lurking chinamen
in broken english so the scripts all say
I thought that if i just talk with the writer
the racist implications I’d explain
just to help you know
make a better show
a more engaging, mindful cabaret
Did the dragon lady make you gasp today?
So I thought after curtain call I’d speak to someone
but when my time as Han Mi ends and fades
i blank out just dissolve
i'm not aware at all
until the next time i am on the stage
i can’t recall what happens after curtain
between shows i cannot account for days
who am i post play
after you stop the cabaret
when did my mind splinter in this way
Did the dragon make you cry today?
How do i make it stop, just make it halt
I think my minds not well is this all my fault
If i stop it all will i just fade away
Will i just wake up to another cabaret
How do i make it end? Can anybody help?
Can’t you hear my cries, can’t you see that im not well
None of you respond do you even know
you think that this is just all part of this damn show
just sit there and stare watch me scream and squack
as this never ends as this never stops
You just sit and stare at me alone and scared
why does it not stop why am i still here?
There's only Han Mi when the curtain rises
the actress who is lost within the play
the performance comes and goes
no one ever stops the show
Is the other me aware im here on stage?
If you see me walking on a wednesday
please don't let me get back on this stage
Find out who i am
do i understand
the other me is lost within the play
If you can stop the show today's the day
does anybody hear a thing i say
the girl who’s caught within the cabaret
The dragon lady’s live on stage today
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8. |
Interlude 2
02:10
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Helen:
I know a few things about sanity's brink
when you can't trust all you think
Han-Mi:
I know there's a place, a place i belong, in the carnival sing me a carnival song
Helen:
You cant sing that song, there are things it can call,
all who sing it soon are gone
I’ve been there to see when they finally cant keep
ahold, control of all about you
I'll stop the show, i'm worried for you
Han-Mi:
If you stop the show i might blank out and go and wake when next it starts
Helen:
I’ll be by your side the whole time if you slide or cry or come apart
Han-Mi:
Who am i when this all just stops, and desists? Do i even still exist?
Helen:
I’ve got you i swear, i can pause this right here
Take a breath, ill stop the show, ready now... folks...
Henry:
My town of Vulture Rock was quiet, i was young my… hey where’s the music?
Helen:
Henry, just wait, there’s a thing, i’m afraid i must stop the cabaret
Henry:
But i’ve practiced for weeks for this night you cant mean that you'll ruin this for me
Helen:
Oh god hes right,
hes had this coming
He's waited and hes trained and i cannot take this from him
Han-Mi:
What if the show cannot be stopped
Helen:
Han, stop the crazy talk, we'll let him sing and then we'll end the show
Okay folks, finally Henry The Alchemist finally sings his big number!
Henry:
Yay!
Ahem…
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9. |
Henry The Alchemist
08:30
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Henry:
My town of vulture rock was quiet, i was young my science
was my favorite thing since i was shy and awkward and cute guys i just
could not talk to
I got so confused
til Evan came along
Alchemy is quite my thing, when solubles are transforming
and matter unmade reshaping and souls themselves transmutating
I dream of potions
of evolution
to lead mankind
The hell mouth just appeared one day a rift in time a tear in space
and monsters from a hellish place came out to eat and kill and chase
and doom arrived
we prepared to die
til an idea crossed my mind
A potion i had never made, too dangerous, but thought could change
a man in strange divergent ways our last hope of salvation lay
with death coming
i made some
and i drank it down that day
Henry:
"I don't understand, nothing happened."
Evan:
Well at least you tried Henry. its all right. if this is the end, maybe.. maybe we should... just one last time..
Henry:
Yes, id like that. Mmmm, that feels good
Evan:
Well you're certainly getting aroused... oh! dear god.. Henry... whats happening to you?
Henry:
I... i feel.... like something inside is coming out.... rrraaaaarrRRRGH
I'm the wild man
The party's always where i am
I'm the scream hurled by that drunk girl
when midnight
I'm the sodomite
who makes everything all right
I'm the mad howl of you night out
Henry:
Where am i?
Old Coot:
You're in Rattlesnake Springs up above the Whiskeybath Saloon
Henry:
But that's 70 miles awa.. wait, why are all these naked men passed out all over the place?
Old Coot:
Oh, you missed quite a shindig last night., It was all willies and alcohol around here
Henry:
My alter ego, Hurl indeed could kill the foul invading beasts
but he was wild and wasn't me, he drank and screwed and fought and screamed
A wild Id
who i hated
at war with my own self
After he'd fought the beasts attacks he wouldn't want to calm, change back
He'd go on benders that would last for days of drinking, sex and laughs
He gorged in bed
with scores of men
for miles and miles around
The thing that makes me change to him, arousal, an erection, when
desire rises springs within the transformation happens and
i cave, change and he
raves and shames me and
i cannot keep him down
And so i try to keep somehow him from ever coming out
i drink elixirs to renounce and keep my strange libido down
i vow now
i must live without
becoming ever more aroused
Townspeople:
Henry! A new monsters has come through and is attacking the town! We need Hurl! You got to get it up!
He cant get it up? But if he doesn't change we'll all die!
Listen up everyone, we've all got to pitch in to give Henry an erection!
Get it up, Henry, get it up!
Get the men's rowing club over here! Get your clothes off and start showering! Spank each other playfully! You, cowboys... oh lordy jesus, you don't need no instructions.. Git the college kid over here. Right, give me the shy freshman bit... good, okay, pretend you've never seen one before... you're so curious... you just have to reach and out and... oh, i think it's working... come one Henry, rise and shine, boy
I'm the wild man
The party's always where i am
I'm the scream hurled by that drunk girl
when midnight
I'm the sodomite
who makes everything all right
I'm the mad howl of you night out
I'm the craving and the action
I'm the strive for satisfaction
I'm the will to live, the passion
that will make you dance and scream
I'm the hunger thirst for more
that keeps the species moving forward
I'm the blood lust and the gorge
that survival itself needs
I'm the fire in the stove
of evolution don't you know
The species clawing upwards goes
because i'm there to scream and poke
When death is at your feet
I'm the beast you better feed
My greed exceeding to extremes
is the rebel scream you need
I'm the wild man
The party's always where i am
I'm the scream hurled by that drunk girl
when midnight
I'm the sodomite
who makes everything all right
I'm the mad howl of you night out
Evan who i loved, he broke my heart when he broke up
for Hurl filled him with disgust, and we couldn't ever touch
For if we held i might arise and change there before his eyes
and hurl would mock him and he'd cry and so he left me one long night
The town looked at me strange, a mix of fear and awe and shame
for hurls wanton and lewd ways i felt their constant furtive gaze
Locked inside my house i'd stay there cowering and id hide
while Hurl rattled deep inside the carnal cages of my mind
A 2 week bender gone astray i woke up in a strange new place
here in lost hallow where i stayed and keep my urges pressed away
I work my alchemy in a dank basement neath the street
where somewhere deep inside he sings and waits til next hes free
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10. |
The Beginning Of The End
02:04
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Helen:
Wow! ladies and gentlemen, Henry The Alchemist!
Han-Mi:
Great job henry. that was fantastic
Henry:
Thanks, guys. But Han i know you see something i don’t. Could you tell me please?
Han-Mi:
Henry it really was great i mean that
Henry:
Thanks!
Han-Mi:
But as long as you ask
i might talk with the writer bout one thing
Helen:
Han, let's let henry get…
Han-Mi:
It's just in the subtext
Henry:
No, please i want to know
Han-Mi:
Well, your song is about a gay man who's major trait
is that his sexual urges make him a beast they make
him a monster, they're uncontrollable
he’d be normal as long as his sexual desires were erased
Henry:
Oh my god!
Helen:
Oh, christ...
The audience loves it, they do, let's just stop
Han-Mi:
The audience would love if you performed without a top
Helen: Oh my god
Han-Mi:
doesn’t make it the right thing to do
Henry:
No, that's okay, i never thought of it that way
What should i say?
Han-Mi:
Can you talk the writer?
Henry:
Of course
Han-Mi:
Thank god. So who is he?
Henry:
Uh... come to think of it i dont know
Han-Mi:
You don't know
Henry:
I should know, but my mind's a blank
Han-Mi:
Helen? what his name?
Helen:
I cant say
Han-Mi:
Can't or won't?
Helen:
I don't know
Han-Mi:
Who writes this show?
Helen:
I’m sure i know
Han-Mi:
Who directs it? When do we rehearse?
Helen:
I don’t know. Lets just go on with the show
Han-Mi:
What did you eat any one day this week?
Helen:
Don't let madness come seep in, don’t let it creep
The carnival comes, i don't want you to go
Han-Mi:
Helen can you really stop the show?
Helen:
Of course.
Folks....
Hank:
Wait! Wait wait! Wait, i have to speak to Han. It’s important. There’s something i have to tell her.
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11. |
Seduction
04:07
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The Sheriff:
I want you, i want you just one time
Just to know you, just to feel your skin on mine
I want you, to feel your breath and feel your lips
Just to taste you, you and i and just one kiss
Coil and wind
with me our limbs entwined
Hear the sigh and cries
taste you just one night
See your face
gasp as we clasp, embrace
Lost in time, we try
ourselves you and i
And god i swear to you
i want you
my heart before you lies
if you would want to
just say you will tonight
i want you
such desire and delight
if you want to
you and i this one night
I want you, that moment in the air
before the kiss comes, that instant that it's there
oh god i i want you, that sigh we might share yet
when the warmth comes, the feel of skin on flesh
Unwrap and writhe
flesh moans bathed in soft warm light
Alone in a room somewhere
a private world we share
Together yes we could for just one night
just think of the things we'd try
a memory that'll make us smile
when we day dream down the line
Oh god i swear to you i want you
and if you would want to try
oh god i want you
be with me just one night
I want you, such desire and delight
in our secret, our secret world for just one night
If you want to, tangle ourselves up tonight
it takes one kiss, to see if it all feels right
Standing close til, the world only is we two
in a space made up of just me and you
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12. |
Dream A Dream
05:08
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Han-Mi:
Dream a little dream
Dream a little dream
Dream a little dream with me
Dream a little dream
All's not as it seems
Dream a little dream with me
Wishes wished away
lost within the play
Run inside the mirror and maze
Whispered words of love
soothe the bleeding cuts
Sleepers will not soon awake
Laughter in the halls
words you cant recall
wonder is this really all
Something holds your scene
To be is not to seem
Dream a little dream with me
You and i could lay together on a cold and windy night
fire in the hearth sheltered from the world outside
But spiders in the cupboards, and flies upon the wall
the saccharin coated painting melts, its not real at all
I wish i smelled a fire, on your lips id tasted wine
but something here deceives us, something that i've yet to find
There's many things i'm sorry that i cannot believe
like when you turn and tell me, tell me you love me
Hank:
Dream a little dream
Dream a little dream
Dream a little dream with me
Dream a little dream
All's not as it seems
Dream a little dream with me
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13. |
Finale
06:24
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Helen:
I built this show from ground on up
worked so hard to make it run
stressed each week from opening to encore
A theater troupe back a long while
had came through town, made Shira smile
It made her stick around a while more
The story behind all these shows
you'd think i'd be the one to know
but standing here there's nothing i recall
But if you question what is true
the carnival will come for you
the show must go on keeps you from the fall
Han-Mi:
The play itself is lulling us to sleep and
something here manipulates and schemes
All's not as it seems
it pulls upon our strings
We're wandering up here lost within a dream
Helen:
Speak to us
Will someone out there speak to us
Are we alone here?
Lost up here upon a stage
alone inside an unwatched play
if someone out there's left to trust
speak to us
Henry:
I've studied back behind the stage
there are no doors no patent ways
you exit the left wing and then
you'll walk out through the right again
A maze made
for a beast to cage
perhaps its me this trap must chain
we must be careful, not allow
this trap to let the beast come out
we should ignore keep on somehow
the show must just go on right now
Helen:
The carnival it comes for you
if we question what is true
I don't like when i don't know what to do
Han-Mi:
No, you both have memories that
keep you from breaking out this trap
i say we stop the show until someone comes to
Helen and Han-Mi:
Speak to us
Will someone out there speak to us
Are we alone here?
Lost up here upon a stage
alone inside an unwatched play
if someone out there's left to trust
speak to us
Sheriff:
I never saw a mountain
I never saw a sky
I never saw a sight that looks quite you look tonight
Han-Mi:
hank you must have loved her
your precious werewolf girl
Sheriff:
I do
Han-Mi:
look at me closely, you can see that i'm not her
Han-Mi, the delectable scourge which must be removed from this town!
Helen:
aand we're back
Han-Mi:
Who wouldn't miss this?
Sheriff:
But i want you.. i want you just one time...
Han-Mi:
you never saw a mountain you never saw a sky
Sheriff:
I never saw a sight that looks quite like you are tonight...
just make it stop, just make it halt
i think my minds not well
Han-Mi:
Hank its not your fault
Sheriff:
There are times a think
she was all that's real
in world where threads of fate are spun on catherine wheels
They say when you break there's a place you belong
Han-Mi:
I've been living like this for a while, holding on
Sheriff:
Is nothing left real to you?
Nothing real any more?
Han-Mi:
You are.
You are to me.
I don't have much left to to cling.
Though you hate me, i know, cause it's part of the show
and i've nowhere to go
the light died upon out fair lives
but it rises with you on the stage
i clung to just this, that one good man exists
in Miss Helen's one pace from disgraced cabaret
Helen:
I built this show from ground on up
i've put in tears and sweat and blood
some weeks held it together by a prayer
i made it cause i love this town
and watching it come crashing down
someone will give me answers this i swear
you want my cast then understand
you'll pry them from my cold dead hands
i want to speak with someone right away
the show is stopped there's no more play
i’m halting this here cabaret
until someone comes up here to explain
i built this show from ground on up
i’ve put in tears and sweat and blood
some weeks held together by a prayer
the show is stopped there's no more play
i’m halting this here cabaret
until someone comes up here to explain
Henry:
we're live in a feed back plan
we're caught in recursive strands
we're placed a moebius cage
or else we're not awake
Cages within cages
Hank:
I’m sorry
i’m sorry i was blind
I won’t play these insane mind games again
I’ve had enough its been too long that this goes on
it all must stop, its all gone wrong, we will not let this carry on
the show is stopped there's no more play
i'm halting this here cabaret
until some comes up here
Han:
Cages within cages
I’ve had enough its been too long that this goes on
it all must stop, its all gone wrong
This show is stopped, there's no more play
i’m halting this here cabaret
until someone comes up here to
All:
Speak to us
Speak to us
Lost up here upon a stage
Alone inside an unwatched play
if someone out there’s left to trust
speak to us
speak to us
speak
speak
speak
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Paul Shapera Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
These days the teddy bear picnic is a rather somber affair. They mostly just sit together in silence. The beings who had taken these guises had over time lost all recollection of their origins, purpose, or selves. They only know they are someplace foreign, cut off from whatever homeland they once had, utterly alone in an incomprehensible world. Some picnics they listen to Paul Shapera. ... more
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