1. |
Overture
01:30
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2. |
She Don't Know Nuthin
01:56
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ACT 1
She Don’t Know Nothin (Girl Who Reads)
I was just a little thing
When older sister up and married
Been too broken up and harried
To know the kind of bloke she wed
Yeah she’d loved another man
But he couldn't keep it in his pants
So she said you lost your chance
And wed this other bloke instead
When she left us two alone
He’d say the words I didn’t know
And he’d know I didn’t know ‘em
All them monosyllables
Lo he needs to go
Who the devil bids, uh oh!
She don’t know nothing
[horns]
He’s a drooling fooling troll
Says them monosyllables
He’s a squirmy wormy leach
Trying to keep out of his reach
She don’t hear nothing
She don’t know nothing
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3. |
Reading While Walking
03:48
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Reading While Walking (GirlWhoReads + Milkman)
Pave my path, yeah I’m oozing down the tarmac
If I saw where I’m going, then I would know I was trapped
But I don’t care for that jack, no check your facts,
No I don’t care for that smack, so I gotta hack
Reading, reading while walking
Reading while eating,
Reading while seething,
Keep that page before me.
Walking down the road with my head inside Ivanhoe
The milkman rolled up and he rolled on down his window (and so it goes)
He said I know ‘bout your dead dad, your dead bro
Yeah I know how the dead go. I’ll give you a lift
Come on, get in.
I said, I’m reading, reading while walking
Can’t you see that I’m reading
I ain’t reading while riding
Don’t build no cage around me
Running on my own round the dried up old reservoir
The milkman ran up right beside me and started to jar
He said I know ‘bout your bus stop, your tick tock
Now you got to knock off. Stop all this reading and walking. Stop all this running.
Now if he’d hit then no shit, I’d known it
But I couldn’t put my finger upon it
Now if he’d hit then oh shit, I’d known it
But I couldn’t see for sure how he’d blown it
Now if he’d hit, I’m on it, for no shit
But I couldn’t put my finger right on it.
He said you’re riding with me
And I’m like, looky here:
I’m reading, reading while walking
Reading while you’re leaving
Reading while I’m being
Royal cont-er-rare-ee
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4. |
Curses From The Winders
01:59
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Curses From The Winders (Older Sister + GirlWhoReads)
Little sister, I came to warn ye
The Milkman and you have been seen
Don’t you take it on up with the Milkman
Ye’r too young and he’s too married
Older sister, what’s this: I’ve been seen?
Tell me, whozits been seeing?
For I know it’s your husband that bids ye
Shit hiccuping bastard he
And she cursed un-lady-like-a-sailor
She lashed and she drove me to flee
She hurled hexes down from the winders
Her good neighbors would be listening
Lil’ sister, please heed my warning
The Milkman lives dangerously
Don’t ye take it on up with the Milkman
Ye’r much younger and weaker than he.
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5. |
A Spade's A Spade
02:18
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A Spade’s A Spade (GirlWhoReads + MaybeBoyfriend)
My classmates say that a spade’s a spade
There ain’t no point, there ain’t nothin you can change
My classmates say that a spade’s a spade
Ain’t no point, won’t nuthin change
Maybeboyfriend: he is not like them
Doesn’t give it up until he takes it for a spin
Parts of wrecks in his friend Chef’s kitchen
Gonna try to put ‘em back together again
Just Maybe!
My drinking mates say a spade’s a spade
Ain’t no point, ain’t nothing you can change
My drinking mates say a spade’s a spade
Ain’t no maybe other ways
Maybegirlfriend: she is not like them
Doesn’t give a inch, doesn’t let nobody in
All them fabricating leches, all them wheedling women
Can’t push in her head. Give’s em a look almost dead.
Just Maybe!
This side of the road we say spade, spade
There ain’t no point. It ain’t nuthin you can change
This side of the road we say a spade’s a spade
There ain’t no point, won’t nuthin change
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Thong Now On (and Forever) (MaybeBoyFriend’s Ma & Da)
[The scene: GirlWhoReads is at MaybeBoyFriend’s place. His parents come on the tele. They are on the international ballroom dancing circuit. GirlWhoReads: “That’s your ma!? That’s your da!?” The song is a letter his parents wrote to MaybeBoyFriend and his brothers when they left them on their own.]
Dear sons… we shoulda never had kids
But we did…
We tried… boys believe us that we tried
But it’s time, to pack it in
Off to dance, yeah boys, your parents, they ain’t coming back
Take the house and all our old shit, it won’t fit in our packs
O’er the road! O're the pond! From now on the only
Boundary line we’re gonna mind is yer mom’s thong
Oh whoa oh!
Twenty-four hours, only took about twenty-four hours
To forget about twenty-four years
Off to dance, yeah boys, your parents, they ain’t coming back
All that keeping in and worryin, we ain’t got the knack
O're the road! O're the pond! From now on the only
Boundary line we’re gonna mind is yer mom’s thong
Oh whoa oh!
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7. |
Devils Know Their Own
03:28
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Devils Know Their Own (GirlWhoReads + Ma)
Since I was sixteen
My Ma’s been asking me
Why ain’t you married? Hmmmm.
It won’t be long, till yer looks are gone
What’ll you do, when no men’ll have you?
If she’s a whiff I’m dating
Ol’ Ma will set right in. Was he of the right religion?
Was he already wed?
When I say nothing, it just proves suspicion
What I don’t give, dear ol’ Ma’ll fill in
So she makes observance
Oh Aye! She visits holy men
Why won’t I repent? Hmmm.
Heaven reach down, and put down the serpent
Straighten me out, bind me to the right man
Then the news of yer tryst
With the Milkman came in on smacking lips
Dear ol’ Ma she already knew it
A dangerous devil, it was just like she said
Older and married, no doubt soon to be dead
I tried to deny!
Pious Ma told me I lied!
I tried to tell what happened. Hmmm,
But she’d filled it in, from start to end
Dangerous devils know their own women
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8. |
Shoestring Nose Ring
01:38
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ACT 2
Shoestring Nose Ring (Milkman)
Love, love is all around. Love is just the thing.
Love will get it done. Done on a shoestring.
Oh! Que sera! What will love bring?
Oh! By your tiara and your nose ring:
The future’s looking up! Don’t you think?
Love, love is all around. Love is just the thing.
Love will get it done, on a shoestring.
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9. |
Purple Lightning
02:00
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Purple Lightning (GirlWhoReads)
[Some shoehorning, so not quite what's sung.]
Here somethings are so fair
They make me pull out my hair
Things I’ve missed but have always been there
Things so light that I’m floating in the air
Pur-pull light-ning
Strikes and the new tears are flowing
Cracks and I find myself knowing
New cares
I lacked the words for it
Too dumb to laugh at it
Hemmed in by all the other nitwits
All repeating the same horseshit
Pur-pull light-ning
Strikes on the night of my old life
Lights for a moment what I might
If I dare
Pur-pull light-nen’s
Stike-en!
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10. |
The Usual Place
02:28
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The Usual Place (GirlWhoReads + Milkman)
Lost in my thoughts
Walking home through the Ten-minute Tract
Tiptoed tripped over bones and the head of a cat
And I got half a block, stopped, and came on back
Yeah I got half a block, came back and I put it in my pack
Take it somewhere green and growing
You might call it the cemetery
Round these parts that ain’t the case
It’s called the usual place
Checked my step
What the heck, and the Milkman was there
With a cramping up my legs and a shiver in my derriere
He said I know ‘bout yer young man, the motor lad
And I know ‘bout the car part that’s got the flag
And I know ‘bout the bad luck your bro had
Car bombs throw them bones in the ash can
And if he hits then no shit I’ll know it
He’ll just snap his fingers and blow it
And if he hits then oh shit, I’ll own it
MaybeBoyfriend’s end I’ll have sown it
I’ll have
Sent him somewhere green and growing
You might call it the cemetery
Round these parts that ain’t the case
It’s called the usual place
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11. |
Vertiginous Maleness
03:42
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Vertiginous Maleness (Ma)
Don’t you go fashioning lovers
From all that raw masculinity
Don’t get sucked in by them scrumptious bad men
There ain’t no good way it’s gonna end
They might be sociopaths
Frightening psychopaths
Single-mindedness fits for the task they have
Won’t be no nine-to-five
That ain’t the renouncing life
That ain’t no putting it all on the line
But if you go fashioning lovers
From all that savory badassery
You better do it right, girl get that ring
Don’t go aspersing your upbringing
Walking up on high wires
Dealing in dumpster fires
Committing to frequent visits to the prison
Visits to cold tombstones
Living a lonely widow
Without a man to fill in a man-sized hole
But if you go fashioning lovers
From intoxicating masculinity
If you can’t resist the resistance’s bad men
Baby make sure you get that ring
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12. |
Beyond The Pail
02:14
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Beyond The Pail (GirlWhoReads)
[The scene: More of a montage of misfortunes, danger zones, and strategic errors, culminating in GirlWhoReads’ relegation to the lowest social class: “beyond the pail.”]
Aborting homosexual insurrectionists
Stalk-talk rapists trying to make it legit
Balaclava groupies re-apply lipstick
With their tips in the bathroom and their counterfeit tits
Ow! Beyond the pail
Here I go
I gotta car-bomb limo service offering lifts
And a part-time lover fixing up the wrecks
Got death-threat suitors trying to blow me a kiss
And a take-it-back mother gonna break my neck
Beyond the pail
Here I go
Gotta knapsack chockers with the heads of dead pets
Got a blank slate face and a lot I forget
Got eyes in the bushes, hear their shutters go click
Yeah I read my books backwards so by then I know it
Beyond the pail
Here I go
There’s the One Who Loves None, and the Cold War Kid
Malapert hussies in a lesbian den
The Shiny One’s sister with the tablet poison
And that’s me in the back, Ma, lettin’ the boys in
Beyond the pail!
Here I go
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13. |
Anticlimax
02:08
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Anticlimax (Ma + GirlWhoReads)
[The scene: GirWhoReads has been poisoned by Tablets Girl, the homicidal little sister of The Shiny One, who used to be sweethearts with one of GirlWhoReads’ brothers. (Who is in resistance-related exile, but not yet dead.)]
Dear confess: what did you get into?
Did some jealous wives poison you?
All knocked up? Infundicated?
Kissing bad boys is overrated
No Wives! Not pregnant!
Ain’t no suicide! Ma, I hate it!
I’m paralyzed! I just can’t relax.
Here it comes again! The anticlimax!
Dear confess: off-limits lovers
Name the cheated wives and poisoners
Confess you’re vexed! Inseminated!
Mum will help you expurgate it
Ma! No wives! Not pregnant!
Ain’t no suicide! But I can’t take it!
I’m paralyzed! It keeps coming back!
Here it comes again! The anticlimax!
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14. |
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Marrying Wrong Ain’t No Mistake (Most of cast)
No we weren’t good at sharing, weren’t a proper pairing
But I was weary of hiding and lies
Took the bus to MaybeBoyfriend’s, the front door was off the hinges
I heard the murmurings of Chef from inside
Found the both of them bleeding, MaybeBeaux had trouble seeing
And Chef was dabbing a wet rag at at his eyes
There was a little too much feeling, and he grabbed him by both hands
And then he kissed him and rinsed the blood from his knife
Hmm mmm mmm
Why give your heart to the one that you love
When they’ll be leaving you soon for the grave?
Being one your own might tear you apart
So the wrong one’s the one that you take
Well, you fear your independence, your potential, and your senses
So you hook up with a dud with no clue
Who will steer you away from your own path and failures
Leave you scooped out and senseless and blue
Hmm mmm mmm
So, you walk down the aisle, and fall on your sword
Go down in flames, and don’t say a word
It ain’t mistakes we grab odd ends
And leave them intertwined
We marry wrong, that’s how it’s been
Since the bleary dawn of time
And what if you ran to the one who adored you
And that you loved and you cherished in kind?
And neither died too soon, and or was wanted by another
Could you stand all that happiness and shine?
Hmm mmm mmm
So you make love to guilt, and promises to fear
And settle in to the withering years
It ain’t mistakes we grab odd ends
And leave them intertwined
We marry wrong, that’s how it’s been
Since the bleary dawn of time
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15. |
In The Milkman's Van
02:13
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In The Milkman’s Van (Milkman)
Opened up the door and she climbed on in
Moved the camera to the glove compartment
No more running honey now that’s done
From now on, we’re the only ones
‘Cause a milkman drives a van
And a woman needs a man
Like a story needs an end
Like the trash needs the can
I’ll come back around at seven o’clock
Won’t take you round to the usual spot
All you gotta do for my largess
Is never wear pants, wear an elegant dress
All you gotta do is be on time outside
Never keep me waiting ‘till uh seven o five
All you gotta do is wear an elegant dress
No pants, on time, none of that mess
‘Cause a milkman needs a maid
And a woman needs a man
Any ol' spade’s a spade
And the trash needs the can
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16. |
Dirge
00:56
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17. |
The Devil Takes The Rest
03:32
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The Devil Takes The Rest (GirlWhoReads)
Oh the Milkman was shot, by the agents of the state
Before seven o’clock, and the worst of my fate
Older sister came in grinning, with the news to relate
I said quit yer’orgasmin, and she slapped me in the face
One got what was coming to them
And then, the devil took the rest
So I went to the bar, and I went to the toilet
Some McSomebody pushed on in and tried to spoil it
Put his gun up in my face, said it’s all yer fault
Then the women from the stalls, drew his outline in chalk
One got what was coming to them
And then, the devil took the rest
Now Pious ol’ Ma’s traded in her rosary beads
For a pair of high heels and some of my panties
Now she’s sucking it in, and she’s staying out late
Every story needs an end, but this end’s not for me
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18. |
Finale (Off To Dance)
00:44
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