WHY I WRITE...

I write because I can't do any of the following...
PAINT SCULPT SING TAKE PHOTOS PLAY AN INSTRUMENT COMMUTE WEAR A SUIT REMEMBER APPOINTMENTS RETURN PHONE CALLS WORK FOR A BOSS CONCENTRATE IN A MEETING SERVE FOOD AND DRINK TEACH OR DO ANYTHING AT ALL REALLY.
NOR CAN I EVER IGNORE THE URGE TO TRY AND GET OUT WHAT'S IN, HOWEVER HARD I TRY.
- Nick Hornby

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

HOT MESS!!!

THE TUNES

One of the things I'd like to include along the way are some song lyrics. Unfortunately we do not have a decent copy yet of all the tunes in the show so you can't hear them all. BUT... you can read the lyrics and here are some for "HOT MESS"... a song very much inspired by my friends!


HOT MESS
(AN OPENING GROUP # TAKING PLACE IN THE MIDDLE OF A RAUCOUS COLLEGE GRADUATION PARTY)

MISFITS
MIX IT UP AND MIX IT GOOD
STIR THIS - SHAKE THIS - ADD A FEW ROCKS, PLEASE
IT AINT A PARTY TIL THE PARTY HAS SOME CASUALTIES
AND YOU CAN COUNT ON ONE OR YOU CAN COUNT ON THE REST
TO BE A REAL HOT MESS
PLACE YOUR BETS - WHO’LL END UP A HOT MESS

DYLAN
WELL, HEY, IT’S SCHAKA
GUESS WE FORGOT THE LOCK ON THE DOOR
JUST KIDDING - DON’T GET ALL DRAMA QUEEN
OH – AND I SEE YOU BROUGHT THE 3rd STREET WHORE
EVEN EMILY THE MELANCHOLY RECLUSE COMES UP

PEDDY
WOW IF EVEN SHE’S HERE IT’S GONNA BE THE TOP TIER
THE PINNACLE OF PARTIES
YEAH - IF EVEN EMILY’S HERE THIS JOINTS GONNA ROCK
I LOVE IT! WHO CONVINCED YOU, THE THROWBACK TO WOODSTOCK?

SCHAKA
MIX IT UP AND MIX IT GOOD
YOU KNOW OUR POISON
NOTHING SWEET - NOTHING PUSSY - NOTHING WUSSY
JUST SOME TONIC AND SOME GOOD, GOOD GIN

TJ
Done.

MISFITS
AND IT’S TOO LATE FOR ALL OF US
WE'VE PASSED THE POINT OF NO RETURN
IT'S TOO LATE PREPARE TO FLUSH
ALL THE CRAP WE WERE SUPPOSED TO LEARN
TOO LATE
NOW FATE TAKES US ALL AS IT TURNS AND TURNS
GUESS YOU GET WHAT YOU GET
GUESS YOU GET WHAT YOU GO FOR
WHO’D EXPECT ANY LESS
PLACE YOUR BETS WHO’LL END UP A HOT MESS
AND IT’S TOO LATE FOR ALL OF US….

TJ
Now… MIX IT UP AND MIX IT GOOD
BARELY A DENT IN ALL OUR STASH
DON’T GET DISCOURAGED
LIQUID COURAGE WILL BE FLOWING TIL YOU ALL JUST CRASH


MISFITS
IT AINT A PARTY TIL THE PARTY HAS SOME CASUALTIES
AND YOU CAN COUNT ON ONE OR YOU CAN COUNT ON THE REST
TO BE A REAL HOT MESS…

DYLAN
WHO IS THAT GIRL?
ANY OF YOU KNOW THAT GIRL?

SHAKA
SHE’S A FRIEND OF EMILYS
IT’S KENNEDY OR SOMETHING BUT ANYWAY…
She’s too young, Dylan.

DYLAN
Whatever.

(DYLAN watches KENNEDY. SUGAR drags her across the room into a group with SHITSHOW, TJ, EMILY, and PEDDY. TJ is pouring some tequila shots for all of them.)

KENNEDY
Oh, no-no-no… tequila has been banned from my liver! (she grabs the bottle of Goldschlager) Goldshlager will do. It’s still welcome.

(They take a shot as PROFESSOR NEWMAN enters.)

PROFESSOR NEWMAN
At last, this party is finally chaperoned!

DYLAN
(runs to him) PROFESSOR NEWMAN, I KNEW YOU’D COME

PROFESSOR NEWMAN
COULDN’T LET MY BEST STUDENT DOWN – NO
Here, Dylan, my graduation gift to you.

DYLAN
Kumquats. What else would it be? This means so much to me.

SUGAR/SHAKA
PROFESSOR! PROFESSOR!

EMILY
YOU’RE JUST IN TIME FOR THE SHOW

PROFESSOR NEWMAN
HERE’S TO THE FUTURE
CHEERS TO THE FUTURE
MISFITS
HERE’S TO THE FUTURE
CHEERS TO THE FUTURE
MESS IT UP AND MESS IT GOOD
STIR THIS - SHAKE THIS – TAKE THE WHEEL AND SEIZE
IT ISN’T LIFE UNTIL LIFE IT HAS SOME CASUALTIES
AND YOU CAN COUNT ON ONE OR YOU CAN COUNT ON THE REST
TO BE A REAL HOT MESS
PLACE YOUR BETS - WHO’LL END UP A HOT MESS
IT’S THE SHOW, NOT DRESS
DON’T END UP A HOT MESS!

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