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Nascent Drama
- Thread starter Bickendan
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Falconarg
Rebel
I am just a new boy,
stranger in this town.
where are all the good times?
who's gonna show this stranger around?
ooooh, i need a dirty woman.
ooooh, i need a dirty girl.
Will some cold woman in this desert land
make me feel like a real man?
take this rock and roll refugee
oooh, baby set me free.
Ooooh, i need a dirty woman.
ooooh, i need a dirty girl.
[phone rings..clink of receiver being lifted]
"hello..?"
"yes, a collect call for mrs. floyd from mr. floyd.
will you accept the charges from united states?"
[clunk! of phone being put down]
"oh, he hung up! that's your residence, right? i wonder why he hung up?
is there supposed to be someone else there besides your wife there to answer?"
[phone rings again...clunk of receiver being picked up]
"hello?"
"this is united states calling, are we reaching...
[interrupted by phone being put down]
"see he keeps hanging up, and it's a man answering."
[whirr of connection being closed]
stranger in this town.
where are all the good times?
who's gonna show this stranger around?
ooooh, i need a dirty woman.
ooooh, i need a dirty girl.
Will some cold woman in this desert land
make me feel like a real man?
take this rock and roll refugee
oooh, baby set me free.
Ooooh, i need a dirty woman.
ooooh, i need a dirty girl.
[phone rings..clink of receiver being lifted]
"hello..?"
"yes, a collect call for mrs. floyd from mr. floyd.
will you accept the charges from united states?"
[clunk! of phone being put down]
"oh, he hung up! that's your residence, right? i wonder why he hung up?
is there supposed to be someone else there besides your wife there to answer?"
[phone rings again...clunk of receiver being picked up]
"hello?"
"this is united states calling, are we reaching...
[interrupted by phone being put down]
"see he keeps hanging up, and it's a man answering."
[whirr of connection being closed]
Falconarg
Rebel
"oh my god! what a fabulous room! are all these your guitars?
[film in background: "i'm sorry sir, i didn't mean to startle you!]
"this place is bigger than our apartment!
[film: "let me know when you're entering a room"
"yes sir!"]
"erm, can i get a drink of water?
[film: "i was wondering about ..."]
"you want some, huh?"
[film: "yes"]
"oh wow, look at this tub? do you wanna take baaaath?"
[film: "i'll have to find out from mrs. bancroft what time she wants to meet us, for her main ..."]
"what are watching?"
[film: "if you'll just let me know as soon as you can ... mrs bancroft" "mrs bancroft ..."]
"hello?"
[film: "i don't understand ..."]
"are you feeling okay?..."
Day after day, love turns grey
like the skin of a dying man.
night after night, we pretend its all right
but i have grown older and
you have grown colder and
nothing is very much fun any more.
and i can feel one of my turns coming on.
i feel cold as a razor blade,
tight as a tourniquet,
dry as a funeral drum.
Run to the bedroom,
in the suitcase on the left
you'll find my favorite axe.
don't look so frightened
this is just a passing phase,
one of my bad days.
would you like to watch t.v.?
or get between the sheets?
or contemplate the silent freeway?
would you like something to eat?
would you like to learn to fly?
would'ya?
would you like to see me try?
Would you like to call the cops?
do you think it's time i stopped?
why are you running away?
[film in background: "i'm sorry sir, i didn't mean to startle you!]
"this place is bigger than our apartment!
[film: "let me know when you're entering a room"
"yes sir!"]
"erm, can i get a drink of water?
[film: "i was wondering about ..."]
"you want some, huh?"
[film: "yes"]
"oh wow, look at this tub? do you wanna take baaaath?"
[film: "i'll have to find out from mrs. bancroft what time she wants to meet us, for her main ..."]
"what are watching?"
[film: "if you'll just let me know as soon as you can ... mrs bancroft" "mrs bancroft ..."]
"hello?"
[film: "i don't understand ..."]
"are you feeling okay?..."
Day after day, love turns grey
like the skin of a dying man.
night after night, we pretend its all right
but i have grown older and
you have grown colder and
nothing is very much fun any more.
and i can feel one of my turns coming on.
i feel cold as a razor blade,
tight as a tourniquet,
dry as a funeral drum.
Run to the bedroom,
in the suitcase on the left
you'll find my favorite axe.
don't look so frightened
this is just a passing phase,
one of my bad days.
would you like to watch t.v.?
or get between the sheets?
or contemplate the silent freeway?
would you like something to eat?
would you like to learn to fly?
would'ya?
would you like to see me try?
Would you like to call the cops?
do you think it's time i stopped?
why are you running away?
Falconarg
Rebel
Oooh Babe
Dont leave me now´
Dont say its the end of the road
Remember the flowers I sent
I need you Babe
To put through shredder
In front of my friends
Ooooh Bebe
Dont leave me now
How could you go
When you know how I need you, need you, need you
To beat to a pulp on a Saturday night
Ooooh Babe
Dont leave me now
How could you treat me this way
Running away
Oooh Babe
Why are you running away
Ooooh Babe
Dont leave me now´
Dont say its the end of the road
Remember the flowers I sent
I need you Babe
To put through shredder
In front of my friends
Ooooh Bebe
Dont leave me now
How could you go
When you know how I need you, need you, need you
To beat to a pulp on a Saturday night
Ooooh Babe
Dont leave me now
How could you treat me this way
Running away
Oooh Babe
Why are you running away
Ooooh Babe
Falconarg
Rebel
[sound of many tv's coming on, all on different channels]
"the bulls are already out there"
pink: "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrgh!"
"this roman meal bakery thought you'd like to know."
I don't need no arms around me
and i dont need no drugs to calm me.
i have seen the writing on the wall.
don't think i need anything at all.
no! don't think i'll need anything at all.
all in all it was all just bricks in the wall.
all in all you were all just bricks in the wall.
"the bulls are already out there"
pink: "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrgh!"
"this roman meal bakery thought you'd like to know."
I don't need no arms around me
and i dont need no drugs to calm me.
i have seen the writing on the wall.
don't think i need anything at all.
no! don't think i'll need anything at all.
all in all it was all just bricks in the wall.
all in all you were all just bricks in the wall.
Falconarg
Rebel
Hey you out there in the cold
Getting lonely getting old
Can you feel me?
Hey you standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles
Can you feel me?
Hey you dont help them to bury the light
Don't give in without a fight.
Hey you out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone
Would you touch me?
Hey you with you ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Would you touch me?
Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, i'm coming home.
But it was only fantasy.
The wall was too high,
As you can see.
No matter how he tried,
He could not break free.
And the worms ate into his brain.
Hey you, standing in the road
Always doing what you're told,
Can you help me?
Hey you, out there beyond the wall,
Breaking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?
Hey you, don't tell me there's no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall.
[click of tv being turned on]
"well, only got an hour of daylight left. better get started"
"isnt it unsafe to travel at night?"
"it'll be a lot less safe to stay here. you're father's gunna pick up our trail before long"
"can loca ride?"
"yeah, i can ride... magaret, time to go! maigret, thank you for everything"
"goodbye chenga"
"goodbye miss ..."
"i'll be back"
Getting lonely getting old
Can you feel me?
Hey you standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles
Can you feel me?
Hey you dont help them to bury the light
Don't give in without a fight.
Hey you out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone
Would you touch me?
Hey you with you ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Would you touch me?
Hey you, would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, i'm coming home.
But it was only fantasy.
The wall was too high,
As you can see.
No matter how he tried,
He could not break free.
And the worms ate into his brain.
Hey you, standing in the road
Always doing what you're told,
Can you help me?
Hey you, out there beyond the wall,
Breaking bottles in the hall,
Can you help me?
Hey you, don't tell me there's no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall.
[click of tv being turned on]
"well, only got an hour of daylight left. better get started"
"isnt it unsafe to travel at night?"
"it'll be a lot less safe to stay here. you're father's gunna pick up our trail before long"
"can loca ride?"
"yeah, i can ride... magaret, time to go! maigret, thank you for everything"
"goodbye chenga"
"goodbye miss ..."
"i'll be back"
Falconarg
Rebel
"alright, i'll take care of them part of the time, but there's somebody else that needs taking care of in washington"
"who's that?"
"rose pilchitt!"
"rose pilchitt? who's that?"
[kid screams in background. foreground: "shut up!"]
"36-24-36 [laughter] does that answer your question?"
[foreground: "oi! i've got a little black book with me poems in!"]
"who's she?"
"she was 'miss armoured division' in 1961 ... "
I've got a little black book with my poems in.
got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in.
when i'm a good dog, they sometimes throw me a bone in.
I got elastic bands keepin my shoes on.
got those swollen hand blues.
got thirteen channels of shit on the t.v. to choose from.
i've got electric light.
and i've got second sight.
and amazing powers of observation.
and that is how i know
when i try to get through
on the telephone to you
there'll be nobody home.
I've got the obligatory hendrix perm.
and the inevitable pinhole burns
all down the front of my favorite satin shirt.
i've got nicotine stains on my fingers.
i've got a silver spoon on a chain.
i've got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains.
I've got wild staring eyes.
and i've got a strong urge to fly.
but i got nowhere to fly to.
ooooh, babe when i pick up the phone
"surprise, surprise, surprise..." (from gomer pyle show)
there's still nobody home.
I've got a pair of gohills boots
and i got fading roots.
"where the hell are you?"
"over 47 german planes were destroyed with the loss of only 15 of our own aircraft"
"where the hell are you simon?"
[machine gun sound, followed by plane crashing]
"who's that?"
"rose pilchitt!"
"rose pilchitt? who's that?"
[kid screams in background. foreground: "shut up!"]
"36-24-36 [laughter] does that answer your question?"
[foreground: "oi! i've got a little black book with me poems in!"]
"who's she?"
"she was 'miss armoured division' in 1961 ... "
I've got a little black book with my poems in.
got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in.
when i'm a good dog, they sometimes throw me a bone in.
I got elastic bands keepin my shoes on.
got those swollen hand blues.
got thirteen channels of shit on the t.v. to choose from.
i've got electric light.
and i've got second sight.
and amazing powers of observation.
and that is how i know
when i try to get through
on the telephone to you
there'll be nobody home.
I've got the obligatory hendrix perm.
and the inevitable pinhole burns
all down the front of my favorite satin shirt.
i've got nicotine stains on my fingers.
i've got a silver spoon on a chain.
i've got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains.
I've got wild staring eyes.
and i've got a strong urge to fly.
but i got nowhere to fly to.
ooooh, babe when i pick up the phone
"surprise, surprise, surprise..." (from gomer pyle show)
there's still nobody home.
I've got a pair of gohills boots
and i got fading roots.
"where the hell are you?"
"over 47 german planes were destroyed with the loss of only 15 of our own aircraft"
"where the hell are you simon?"
[machine gun sound, followed by plane crashing]
Falconarg
Rebel
Bring the boys back home.
bring the boys back home.
don't leave the children on their own, no, no.
bring the boys back home.
"wrong! do it again!"
"time to go! [knock, knock, knock, knock]
"are you feeling okay?"
"there's a man answering, but he keeps hanging up!"
is there anybody out there?
bring the boys back home.
don't leave the children on their own, no, no.
bring the boys back home.
"wrong! do it again!"
"time to go! [knock, knock, knock, knock]
"are you feeling okay?"
"there's a man answering, but he keeps hanging up!"
is there anybody out there?
Falconarg
Rebel
(r)=reverberating echo on the words
Hello (r), is there anybody in there?
just nod if you can hear me.
is there anyone at home?
Come on (r) now, i hear you're feeling down.
well i can ease your pain,
get you on your feet again.
Relax (r), i need some information, first.
just the basic facts,
can you show me where it hurts
There is no pain you are receding.
a distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
you are only coming through in waves.
your lips move,
but i can't hear what you're saying.
when i was a child, i had a fever
my hands felt just like 2 balloons.
now i've got that feeling once again,
i can't explain, you would not understand,
this is not how i am.
i.. have become, comfortably numb.
[solo]
I.. have become comfortably numb.
Ok (r), just a little pin-prick.
there'll be no more ahhhhhhhhh! [screaming]
but you may feel a little sick!
can you stand up?
i do believe it's working, good!
that'll keep you going for the show,
come on it's time to go
There is no pain you are receding.
a distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
you are only coming through in waves.
your lips move,
but i can't hear what you're saying.
when i was a child, i cought a fleeting glimpse,
out of the corner of my eye.
i turned to look, but it was gone,
i cannot put my finger on it now.
the child has grown, the dream is gone
i.. have become, comfortably numb.
Hello (r), is there anybody in there?
just nod if you can hear me.
is there anyone at home?
Come on (r) now, i hear you're feeling down.
well i can ease your pain,
get you on your feet again.
Relax (r), i need some information, first.
just the basic facts,
can you show me where it hurts
There is no pain you are receding.
a distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
you are only coming through in waves.
your lips move,
but i can't hear what you're saying.
when i was a child, i had a fever
my hands felt just like 2 balloons.
now i've got that feeling once again,
i can't explain, you would not understand,
this is not how i am.
i.. have become, comfortably numb.
[solo]
I.. have become comfortably numb.
Ok (r), just a little pin-prick.
there'll be no more ahhhhhhhhh! [screaming]
but you may feel a little sick!
can you stand up?
i do believe it's working, good!
that'll keep you going for the show,
come on it's time to go
There is no pain you are receding.
a distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
you are only coming through in waves.
your lips move,
but i can't hear what you're saying.
when i was a child, i cought a fleeting glimpse,
out of the corner of my eye.
i turned to look, but it was gone,
i cannot put my finger on it now.
the child has grown, the dream is gone
i.. have become, comfortably numb.
Falconarg
Rebel
Ooooh, ma, oooh pa
must the show go on?
ooooh, pa. take me home
ooooh, ma. let me go
There must be some mistake
i didnt mean to let them
take away my soul.
am i too old, is it too late?
Ooooh, ma, ooooh pa,
where has the feeling gone?
ooooh, ma, ooooh pa,
will i remember the songs?
the show must go on.
must the show go on?
ooooh, pa. take me home
ooooh, ma. let me go
There must be some mistake
i didnt mean to let them
take away my soul.
am i too old, is it too late?
Ooooh, ma, ooooh pa,
where has the feeling gone?
ooooh, ma, ooooh pa,
will i remember the songs?
the show must go on.
Falconarg
Rebel
So ya
thought ya
might like to
go to the show.
to feel that warm thrill of confusion,
that space cadet glow.
i've got some bad news for you sunshine,
pink isn't well, he stayed back at the hotel
and they sent us along as a surrogate band
we're gonna find out where you folks really stand.
Are there any queers in the theater tonight?
get them up against the wall!
there's one in the spotlight, he don't look right to me,
get him up against the wall!
that one looks jewish!
and that one's a coon!
who let all of this riff-raff into the room?
there's one smoking a joint,
and another with spots!
if i had my way,
i'd have all of you shot!
thought ya
might like to
go to the show.
to feel that warm thrill of confusion,
that space cadet glow.
i've got some bad news for you sunshine,
pink isn't well, he stayed back at the hotel
and they sent us along as a surrogate band
we're gonna find out where you folks really stand.
Are there any queers in the theater tonight?
get them up against the wall!
there's one in the spotlight, he don't look right to me,
get him up against the wall!
that one looks jewish!
and that one's a coon!
who let all of this riff-raff into the room?
there's one smoking a joint,
and another with spots!
if i had my way,
i'd have all of you shot!
Falconarg
Rebel
"pink floyd pink floyd"
Run run run run run run run run
Run run run run run run run run.
You better make your face up in
Your favorite disguise.
With your button down lips and your
Roller blind eyes.
With your empty smile
And your hungry heart.
Feel the bile rising from your guilty past.
With your nerves in tatters
When the conchshell shatters
And the hammers batter
Down the door.
You'd better run.
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run,
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run.
You better sleep all day
And run all night.
Keep your dirty feelings
Deep inside.
And if you're taking your girlfriend
Out tonight
You'd better park the car
Well out of sight.
Cause if they catch you in the back seat
Trying to pick her locks,
They're gonna send you back to mother
In a cardboard box.
You better run.
"hey, open up! hahahahahaaaaaaaaaa!
[sound of car skidding, followed by loud scream]
"hammer, hammer"
Run run run run run run run run
Run run run run run run run run.
You better make your face up in
Your favorite disguise.
With your button down lips and your
Roller blind eyes.
With your empty smile
And your hungry heart.
Feel the bile rising from your guilty past.
With your nerves in tatters
When the conchshell shatters
And the hammers batter
Down the door.
You'd better run.
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run,
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run.
You better sleep all day
And run all night.
Keep your dirty feelings
Deep inside.
And if you're taking your girlfriend
Out tonight
You'd better park the car
Well out of sight.
Cause if they catch you in the back seat
Trying to pick her locks,
They're gonna send you back to mother
In a cardboard box.
You better run.
"hey, open up! hahahahahaaaaaaaaaa!
[sound of car skidding, followed by loud scream]
"hammer, hammer"