Fang Fang
04/30/2019
Fang Fang

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I dreamt I was a cowboy in the desert west Marina was a cowgirl in a pink hoop dress

We had an argument while at the corner bar you with me so far (yeah we’re right behind ya)

I could tell she didn’t love me anymore I must have dropped my sarsaparilla on the floor

The owner of the bar was tall and dressed in white and I can see him and his buddies wanna fight

Now I don’t know why everybody’s mad at me but there’s a man with no name and a Jeremy

And both of them bruisers are on my team now everybody scream (yeah we’re right behind ya)

 

Running outside Rick Winter’s building steps which I ask if he needed any help to fix

He yelled I don’t know what you are talking about now take you and your cronies and ah head on out

Further down the road I found an old TV that I can use, the future and the past, to see

Marina’s back in love with me

But Rick has wiped away all of my memories cause I destroyed the steps that he was building

He didn’t wanna hurt my feelings

Now Marina’s riding horses with her mom on TV got to find a way to show her that her future is with me

Get the posse back together count em’ one two three and I’m heading back to find her (ah)

Yeah we’re right behind ya.

 

At the start in the bar Jeremy tapped on the wall looking for a weak spot that’s gonna make the thing fall

He knew at the end we’re gonna get into a brawl and he’s gonna smash through it and surprise them all

I burst in through the doors and shouted let her go but Jeremy and No Name, man they didn’t show

So I grabbed her by the hand Baby let’s hit the road Do you think they’re gonna find us

Yeah they’re right behind us

Runnin’ runnin’ run back to the old TV you’re gonna love me again you just wait and see

But that dang old remote it just won’t work for me Marina’s loosin’ interest I wanna’ wake up from this..

Fang Fang
01/08/2019
Fang Fang

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Hey church we’re warming up the organ

Sit em’ up straight settle in the children

Comin’ in late lines are showing

Carrying a weight passing round the offering

You look great time to greet the neighbors

Tune that bass up sing another favorite

Shoulders hang low if ya wanna share it

Sitting in a row now you’re gonna hear it

Didn’t he promise you fiery trial didn’t he say it all along

Didn’t he say you’d suffer a while then he’d bring you on home

Didn’t he say we’re a family it’s the same everywhere you go

Didn’t he say what the end would be if we’d carry on

Hey church remember here in the pasture

Sheep to the slaughter everybody knows

Hey church consider didn’t he suffer

Just as the master so the servant goes

Hey church gather in the evening

Brought some friends out everybody squeeze in

Pass the peace tell a little story

Pray for me wandering the hallway

 

Man they’re mean they’re bitter as a lime

You wait and see we’ll get em’ back next time

Glory be stickin’ to the backseats

Bend your knee and listen to the man preach

Didn’t he say the chaff would burn judge is standing at the door

Didn’t he say your cheek should turn leave your vengeance to the Lord

What’d he say about his enemies silent walking to the hook

Our anger won’t yield the victory loved ones am I in the book

Hey church remember here in the pasture

Sheep to the slaughter everybody knows

Hey church consider didn’t he suffer

Just as the master so the servant goes

Hey church remember here in the pasture

Just as the master so the servant goes

Fang Fang
10/30/2018
Thomas R Manns

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We found a conflict you put your boots on await the orders you go and get one

We found an enemy to put our hands on a malefactor one we agree on

He’s like a tin cut look how he stands there you put the scope up he’s in the crosshair

You set your sights on what you wanted most but you don’t get there

Because you’re fighting with a ghost carrying the flame

You’re angry at the thought you’ve given it a name

You’re punishing the sinners bringing them the law

You’re a better man than most but you’re fighting with a ghost

You are a soldier and where they send you, you fight for justice like in America

You grab the binocks and calling for the phone you spot the target and see he’s not alone

And when the bombs drop then blood and mayhem but we don’t mind that because we hate them

And we are casual about the casualties and if they fall well guilt by proximity

Attach the bayonet we’re bringing them the fight I swing it from the left because we’re in the right

Our purifying ceremony for anyone like this we’ve got no mercy

You draw the line up this is a holy war we push them to ledge and then we watch them fall

But find no bodies lying on the cost already told you

It’s cause you’re fighting with a ghost carrying the flame

You’re angry at the thought you’ve given it a name

You’re punishing the sinners bringing them the law

You’re a better man than most but you’re fighting with a ghost

You’re fighting with a ghost carrying the flame

You’re angry at the thought you’ve given it a name

You’re punishing the sinners bringing them the law

You’re a better man than most but you’re fighting with a ghost

Fang Fang
10/08/2018
Fang Fang

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Fang Fang
09/07/2018
Thomas R Manns

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Dennis Carrie’s on the phone again. She could not find a friend. She says she’s all alone

Carrie’s on the phone

Dennis Carrie’s on the phone again. She’s done everything she can. She says she’s near the end

Carrie’s on the phone again

Carrie’s on the phone

Dennis Carrie’s on the phone again. She’s off the sertraline. She’s anxious all the time

Carrie’s on the line

Carrie’s cryin’ on the phone again. I just can’t understand her. She says it’s just pretend

Carrie’s on the phone again

Carrie’s on the phone again

Carrie’s on the phone

Dennis Carrie’s on the phone again man. She wants us to come down on the train now

She hasn’t seen you since she was sent away. Dennis Carrie called again today

Dennis Carrie’s on the phone again. She could not find a friend. She says she’s all alone

Carrie’s on the phone

Carrie’s cryin’ on the phone again. I just can’t understand her. She says it’s just pretend

Carrie’s on the phone again

Carrie’s on the phone again… Carrie’s on the phone again.

Fang Fang
06/12/2018
Fang Fang

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In the presence of God and Jesus the Christ, who will judge the living and dead in their time. I bring you this charge of preaching the word. In and out of season, rebuke and encourage.

With patience and careful instruction correct. Cause the time will come when men will not accept any doctrine except what will suit their desire. And surround themselves with teachers who are liars.

Already I’m being poured out like a drink. And the time has come for me to leave. I fought the good fight and finished the race. I fought the good fight and I kept the faith.

Listening to what their itching ears want to hear, they’ll turn from the truth and trust mythical stories. But you keep your head in all situations. And endure the hardship that through preaching comes.

Now for me is a crown of righteousness in store, which the righteous judge on that day will award. And not just for me, but for all who have groaned. For all of the saint who await the return. Not just for me, but for all who long to see the appearing of the Lord on his thrown.

Fang Fang
05/01/2018
Fang Fang

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The Front Street Slasher had a tear in his sneaker. He was frighteningly dressed. The pants where Caraccini. Couldn't say about the rest. Yes, his mustache was so polished, but his eyebrows were a mess. I didn't say a word, but he was everything I'd heard. The Front Street slasher had a tear in his sneaker. He was a murderer. The Front street Slasher has a dirty soul. Oh yes, the bottom of his sneaker. I’ll tell you everything I know about this horrifying creature. Oh yes, I’m talking about his clothes. and his gallimaufry features. He was badly dressed at Olney and Mascher. He was the Front Street Slasher. He was the Front Street Slasher. He was on Front street. The Front Street Slasher slunk into the bar. He sat down at the counter. He asked for Beams’ Red Star and he stared into the mirror. Oh no, I don’t know what he saw, but he missed the fraying collar. Only a desperate man would pair a turtle neck with foulard. Oh, then I looked into his eyes. I swear I saw the devil. I could tell he’s tellin’ lies cause his glasses weren’t level. Oh yeah, he’s dangerous with knives and with various apparel. He was a homicidal butcherer of fashion. He was the Front Street Slasher. He was the Front Street Slasher. He was the Front Street Slasher. He had a tear in his sneaker.  He was the Front Street Slasher. He was stepping on the street there. The Front Street Slasher had a dirty soul. Oh yes, the bottom of his sneaker. I’ll tell you everything I know about this horrifying creature. Oh yeah, I’m talking about his clothes. And his gallimaufry features. Oh now the say it couldn’t be him. But did you see what he was wearing? He had a tear in his sneaker. He was the Front Street Slasher. He was walking down the street, yeah. He was the Front Street Slasher.

He was The Front Street Slasher.

Fang Fang
2013
Fang Fang

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Fang Fang
2017

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I've got an angel sitting on my shoulder and the devil they tell me what to do. Debate and argue, they contradict each other. It's hard to tell which is me and who is who. I've got an angel sitting on my shoulder and the devil is sitting on the other. The angel looks like he's lighter than a feather. The devil's pacing complaining about the weather. I asked if angel knows the way off of psych ward. The devil's pointing at the security doors. Angel tells me that prayer can do it better. Shut up you two and help me tie these sheets together. I've got an angel sitting on my shoulder and the devil they tell me what to do. Debate and argue they contradict each other. It's hard to tell which is me and who is who. Slide down i hit the ground the white coats are staring out the window. Run through the woods is this bad or good. I asked the fellas which way should we go. The devil says the wrong decision could be deadly and haven't we passed these prickly trees before? Start to think that your really trying to hurt me but i admit that i'm very paranoid. 

One Arm

01:51
Fang Fang
2015

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Brothers remember what you were. Sisters think of your small beginnings. Most of you were not possessed of power. Not many had influence or wisdom. But God has chose to use the weak things to shame the strong. He has raised us out of darkness with just one arm. Sisters remember you were bitten and left alone your blood was spilled and mixed with water and just one arm. But God has chose to use the foolish to shame the wise, the things that are not, the lowly things and the despised. His blood was spilled and mixed with water, the rising sun. Rise up. Take up your board and follow. With just one arm.

My Baby

03:45
Fang Fang
2015

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My baby loves a scientist. He takes her blood and steals her kisses.

I offered everything I had but she loves a scientist more than me.

Science shouldn’t cause your heart to fear but of a dishonest scientist you should beware.

Oh but he tells you the lies you love to hear while he runs his finders through your hair.

But for all his study he ain’t seen a creation like us. I love her but my baby loves a scientist.

He says that I was never really there, just you and him alone on a beach somewhere.

But it’s a promised land you’re never gonna see. He doesn’t love you like me.

But he’ll declare himself a greater lover, and he will calculate a bright tomorrow.

And while he builds atop this sandy plateau he will intimate to know.

Then one day you’ll find he’s moved on when all your beauty is gone.

You’ll see his project he’s abandoning to a greater subject for experimenting.

But for all his study he ain’t seen a creation like this. I love her but my baby

She, my baby, loves a scientist. 

Fang Fang
2015

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I live with a sassy zombie. Can’t get her out of my mind. She bites me when she’s hungry. She’s hungry all the time. I live with a sassy zombie. Can’t get her out of my mind. She bites me when she’s angry. She’s angry all the time. I live with a sassy zombie. Call in the military. Cause she’s got herself an army of little zombies, biting my knees. I live with a sassy zombie. Can’t get her out of my head. She bites the hand that feeds her cause she’s always seeing red. Hey Hey. Yeah Yeah. I live with a sassy zombie. At dawn she staggers out of bed. She bites me in the morning when she’s reanimated. I live with a sassy zombie. She’d die before she’d let me go free. She’s bitten me so often, I’m starting to feel a little zombie in me. Yeah she’s a sassy zombie.

Fang Fang
2015

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Servant

03:16
Fang Fang
2015

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The servant comes the servant goes. Where are the candlesticks? The servant knows.

The servant directs and cleans the house. He serves the master, he puts them out.

He sweeps the crumbs off for the dogs. He wipes the hearth and lays the logs.

The servant clears and pulls the mop. Removes the slop from the chamber pot.

He gets the door, he greets the guests. He gives the weary a place to rest.

The servant orders and minds the store. He takes the extra and feeds the poor.

The servant’s downstairs and then he’s up. He lights the lanterns and fills the cups.

Prepares the table, washes the feet. The place settings he’s measuring.

He comes. He goes.

The servant is his masters’ arm. He pulls the weeds from off the lawn.

The servant comes the servant goes. Where are the loppers the servant knows.

All accomplished silently. No cobwebs found on the tapestry.

The princes look for spot or stain. No fault is found in the servants frame.

The servants judgment’s politic. He wisely leads and heals the sick.

The servant sets the captives free. And polishes the cutlery.

He turns the dials on the clocks. His lordship knows when time is up.

Now some are leaving and some will stay. The servant locks up and ends the day.

Whiskey

02:58
FANG FANG
2008
Joshua S Trott/Thomas R Manns

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FANG FANG
2011
Thomas R Manns

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Well I’m going to Heaven on a rocketship. All the lines at the churches yes I’m gonna’ skip em’. Everyone will be wondering where I’m at when I’m gone the Heaven on a rocketship. I’m going to Heaven on a rocketship. All the cogs and the sprockets yeah I’m gonna’ check em’. Everyone will be locked spinning like a top when I’m going to Heaven on a rocketship. Well I’m  going to Heaven on a rocketship. Puttin’ on my silver suit and my astro-boots. I’m bringing Spam Oreos and all of my star maps when I’m gone to Heaven on a rocketship. I’m going to Heaven on a rocketship. Goin’ at Mach 6 I’ll get there quick as a whip. Gonna wave to the moon and throw the Martians a kiss when I going to Heaven on a rocketship. Well I’m going to Heaven on a rocketship. Putting on my safety belt and I’ll fasten it. Cause this promises to be a Hell of a trip when I’m gone to Heaven on a rocketship. I’m going to Heaven on a rocketship and that big golden gate I’m gonna’ open it. So I can get a glass of everlasting water to drink when I’m gone to Heaven on a rocketship.

FANG FANG
2011
Thomas R Manns

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I've got an angel sitting on my shoulder and the devil is sitting on the other the angel looks like he's lighter than a feather the devil's pacing complaining about the weather I asked if angel know the way off of psych ward the devil's pointing at the security doors angel tells me that prayer can do it better shut up you two and help me tie these sheets together I've got an angel sitting on my shoulder and the devil they tell me what to do debate and argue they contradict each other it's hard to tell which is me and who is who. Slide down i hit the ground the white coats are staring out the window run through the woods is this bad or good i asked the fellas which way should we go the devil says the wrong decision could be deadly and haven't we passed these prickly trees before start to think that your really trying to hurt me but i admit that i'm very paranoid.

FANG FANG
2011
Thomas R Manns

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Put on the cookin’ pot put it on. Add a little water too pour it on. Throw in the meat now all the best. The legs the shoulders and the chest. Fill it with the best bones take your pick. Go ahead and stir it up with a stick. Bring it to a boil now nice and hot. Go ahead and put on the cookin’ pot. Put on the cookin’ pot put it on. Add a little water too pour it on. Pile up the wood logs nice and high. Kindle up the fire Lord let it rise. Melt off the fat and char the bones. Heat up the copper until it glows. Melt away the impure parts ya got. Go ahead and put on the cookin' pot. Put on the cookin’ pot put it on, pour it on But the fire won’t change the meat. It’s cookin won’t make it sweet or removing it piece by piece. But if cookin’ is what we need Lord cook it up so gently. Please show a little mercy when you… Put on the cookin’ pot put it on. Add a little water too pour it on. Throw in the meat now all the best. The legs the shoulders and the chest. Fill it with the best bones take your pick. Go ahead and stir it up with a stick. Bring it to a boil now nice and hot. Go ahead and put on the cookin’ pot. Put on the cookin’ pot put it on, pour it on. Put on the cookin’ pot put it on. Add a little water too pour it on. Pile up the wood logs nice and high. Kindle up the fire Lord let it rise. Melt off the fat and char the bones. Heat up the copper until it glows. Melt away the impure parts ya got. Go ahead and put on the cookin pot.

Fang Fang; Mother
2011
Thomas R Manns

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Well me Melissa and Papa we were walking home from Wawa. I had on a pair of long-johns, the snow was up to our knees. Past this dilapidated structure. This house was different from the others. Broken windows and the shutters blowin’ around in the breeze. So we snuck up the back steps, past the spiders and cob webs. Snuck in the back door almost wet my pants cause it slammed shut suddenly. And though the lights were a flicker I saw a shadowy figure. Yeah my lip started to quiver cause he was staring at me. And then what made it worse I heard a scary disembodied voice. He said I made the right choice, I found it hard to believe. Then I remembered that Papa said this house is haunted They say the man who bought it promised that he’d never leave. Yeah he’s pushin’ up the flowers with his supernatural powers. He makes the demons cower every time he speaks. So I was hopin’ and ah prayin’ that I wouldn’t end up dead, when I felt an icky sticky icy hand up on my head. Took a sec to contemplate the difference between fight and flight. Then I took off down the hall I made two lefts and then a right. I was screamin’ imagining all the mud and blood and gore. Thought I seen witch in the kitchen and a corpse behind the door. Took a tumble when I tried to run a little more. Because of termites age and dry-rot well I fell right through the floor.

Fang Fang; Mother
2011
Thomas R Manns

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I could be accused of being overly concerned with my bachelorhood and privacy. What brings the accusations of my friends and relations is my lack of attention to their expectations. It’s not like I haven’t tried and I’m sick and tired of always being a brides maid and never a bride. But that massive ball and chain looks so unyielding and the whole situation gives me a sinking feeling. I don’t want to be the one who’s always jumping overboard, but when they pour on the pressure they put me on the run. I don’t even know what I’m looking for. I’m just looking for a different one. If there’s a Miss for a Mister than I’m a Mister. Why can’t you be more like your big sister? She’s married to that Colorado army dude with three kids in the yard Emily Ben and Goog. So maybe at some point you’ve got to take the plunge but baby maybe we can just start with lunch. And maybe we can just start by going Dutch. And maybe I’m just looking for a different one.

Fang Fang; Mother
2011
Thomas R Manns

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I hope it doesn’t make you nervous but I have for you a question. Now that we’re in the car on the way home from the reception. Have you seen it in my eyes just the smallest hint of tension. We’ve talked a lot today but there is one thing left to mention. Marina get ready cause I’m gonna ask a question. Remember when I saw you in the paring lot at Bridge? Remember when we hung out and then through around the friz? Remember when we went and rode our bikes at valley green? You picked up wild berries through them at me cause you’re mean. Remember when I helped you paint the backdrop for the play and then went to your parents to eat dinner and get Jay? Remember when we ate pizza with Courtney Jack and Steve and all the times I hung out and then didn’t want to leave? Remember when I kissed you cause you hugged me for so long? Remember when I wrote it down and put it in a song. Remember when I said I wish I’d known you as a kid? Remember all the time we spent and all the things we did. Well during all that time something’s been happening to me. It started really small but now it’s grown into a tree. It’s all the things you say and do and all the things you are. The way you snuck into my life and stole away my heart. And now that we’re sitting here together in the car I have something to ask you and I’m just about to start.

Fang Fang; Mother
2011
Thomas R Manns

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Well at work he’s a mister, as clean as a whistle. A cog in the system, even when the mooks dis him. An urban professor, disruption arrester. Keeps the class nice and neat. Keep them boys in their seats. But after work he’s a pisser.  A regular Tipler. Squeezing the snifter and the bottle he kissed her. Now he’s up to a gallop, and later, it’s worse. Yeah in the evening he ain’t a trotting horse. So he’s up a six thirty. Makes himself look real perty. Grabs his oats and his suger, and he trots out the front door. But as much as Tom wishes, he ain’t doin’ the dishes. Leave em dirty it’s faster and my room a disaster. Were you born in a stable? Should I call you a horsey. Course he will say na’ and he’s talkin’ all Friday. Spits out the bridle, shakes off the saddle. Sidles up to the bar to knock em back for a while. Well at work he’s a mister, as clean as a whistle. A cog in the system, even when the mooks dis him. An urban professor, disruption arrester. Keeps the class nice and neat. Keep them boys in their seats. But after work he’s a pisser.  A regular Tipler. Squeezing the snifter and the bottle he kissed her. Now he’s up to a gallop, and later, it’s worse. Yeah in the evening he ain’t a trotting horse.

Island

02:55
Fang Fang, Mother
2011
Thomas R Manns

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What if you and I were stranded on an island. We could leave everything and everyone behind. No one’s calling on the phone so we can walk on down the beach. Maybe climb a couple trees so we can grab something to eat. Much less stress and no more hassles. Swimming in the ocean and building sand castles. Getting all the sleep we’ll ever need at our sunny paradiso by the sea.
But even though they take more than they ever give. I suppose we eventually would miss the kids. So what if you and me and Jaden and the baby were stranded on an island. Stranded on a desert island.
Now it’s a couple of days in and I’m starting to get tired of working on the shelter and trying to make fire. Looking for water makes me so thirsty and Jay’s got the shakes cause we ain’t got no T.V. Need suntan lotion. Surrounded by the ocean. No more city state or federal raking the loot in. Looks like we’re home schooling. Need to go potty use your own hand-dug latrine. We can wipe our butts with leaves now we’re really going green. More and more I’m thinking of the people that we haven’t seen, like at work the band our friends and family.
And I know we eventually would miss the kids, even though they take more than they ever give. So what if you and me and Jaden and the baby were stranded on an island. Stranded on a desert island. Yeah what if you and me and Jaden and the baby and Joey Missy Bebe and their T.V. Construction plumbing gas and phone companies were stranded on an island. Grammy Poppy matches Tom and Marty. Mel Mar Melissa Steve Hunter and Johnny. Kenny the Chris’s and the whole Bridge community. A library groceries and electricity. Simon Ian Ryan Kayla Andrew Luka and Carina. Child care heath care and a couple of umbrellas. What if you and me and everybody were stranded on an island. Stranded on a desert island.

FANG FANG
2011
Thomas R Manns

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I walk the walk of the fortune teller. I dodge the blow of the plane propeller. Sleepwalk the walk of the super hero and now the times counting down to zero.
Everybody dies alone, I'm a true believer. Write down the number stick it to the mirror. Put down the phone, pick up the receiver. And now the end draws a little nearer.
I hear the call of Grandma Death,and in the buildings there is no one left so...I bring the water and fire to it. The living and dead they made me do it.
Hey, Cherita, do you want a cigarette, and have things gotten better for you yet? It's not much further to the new birth but how much further, Papa Smurf? 
I believe the time has come for you to cross the ocean. Alice, chase the rabbit through the portal, drink the potion. I'm beginning to doubt you commitment to sparkle motion but commercial aeronautics has the power of propulsion. Though, gravity and time are the trusted form of travel.
I can die cause I became a man today, but, Frank, please take Samantha and let Gretchen stay. Time is running out, the sky is turning grey. Grab Hoagan and the Viking and we're on our way.
Misfits, drop the bikes head through the cellar door. Precipitation's coming, when it rains it pours. Sending down the engine to the second floor. Send me back to bed and let the engine roar.
Go home and tell your parents everything's ok.

Fang Fang
08/08/2019
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Proscenium Arch

Somebody’s gotta play the villain somebody be the star                                                        

Somebody’s gotta pull the curtain everybody on your mark

Somebody’s gotta sing the parados bring down the house an we can start

Somebody give the motivation everybody play a part

Somebody’s gotta poison Romeo somebodies playing dead                                  

Somebody’s gotta stab Mercutio everybody break a leg

Somebody wrote the dialogue everybody imitates

Somebody feels like the original but everybody makes mistakes

Clear all the aisles let the story begin open the doors let the patrons roll in

Stand in the spotlight and bare us your heart but keep inside of the Proscenium Arch

(Keep on singing till your voice falls apart feel the freedom while you stomp out your march)

Somebody’s gotta work behind the scenes somebody raise the lift

Somebody’s gotta cue the thespians your persona is a gift

Somebody wants to take it on the road everybody wants to roam

Nobody’s got anywhere to go everybody feel at home

Everybody wants a pivotal role everybody wants to pass through the veil

But no one’s going anywhere till we’re done memorize your bits we’re under the gun

Stay in character and finish the run keep on flapping till the swan song is sung