repo! the genetic opera soundtrack (letras)

REPO! THE GENETIC OPERA Twisted Pictures and Lionsgate Films Words and music by Darren Smith and Terrance Zdunich

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REPO! THE GENETIC OPERA

ORIGINAL MOTION PICTURE SOUNDTRACK

TRACK 1: "AT THE OPERA TONIGHT" SHILO WALLACE, BLIND MAG, NATHAN WALLACE, AMBER SWEET, GRAVEROBBER, ROTTI LARGO, LUIGI LARGO, PAVI LARGO, CHORUS

SHILO: I MUST BE BRAVE.

COME, COME WHAT MAY. CAN I BE SAVED? IS THERE A WAY...

AT THE OPERA TONIGHT?

BLIND MAG: I’VE MADE MY PEACE.

NATHAN/REPO MAN:

NO CHANCE FOR PEACE!

BLIND MAG: I HOLD NO GRUDGE.

NATHAN/REPO MAN:

I’LL END THIS GRUDGE.

BLIND MAG: I’M GONNA’ SING...

NATHAN/REPO MAN:

I’LL STAIN THE STREETS!

BLIND MAG: MY FINAL SONG

AT THE OPERA TONIGHT.

NATHAN/REPO MAN: THEY’LL RUN WITH BLOOD AT THE OPERA TONIGHT!


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AMBER: ONE MORE HIT FOR THE SHOW!

MAKE IT FAST!

GRAVEROBBER: TAKE IT SLOW.

AMBER:

ONE MORE HIT OF THE GLOW!

GRAVEROBBER: GO GET CUT...

AMBER AND GRAVEROBBER:

FOR TONIGHT’S SHOW--!

ROTTI: TONIGHT I SET THE STAGE.

LUIGI:

TONIGHT WE SET THE STAGE!

ROTTI: MY GREATEST PLAY.

PAVI:

MY GREATEST FACE!

ROTTI: ALL PLANS ARE LAID.

LUIGI: MY GREATEST RAGE!

PAVI: PAVI GETS LAID!

LUIGI AND PAVI:

ALL DEBTS ARE PAID...!

ROTTI: AT THE OPERA TONIGHT!

CHORUS:

REEEPO MAAAN! REEEPO MAAAN!

REPO MAN/NATHAN: AT THE OPERA TONIGHT!


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CHORUS:

REEEPO MAAAN! REEEPO MAAAN!

BLIND MAG: REPO MAN, COME TAKE MY EYES.

AMBER AND GRAVEROBBER:

AT THE OPERA TONIGHT!

CHORUS: REEEPO MAAAN! REEEPO MAAAN!

BLIND MAG: REPO MAN, MY EYES!

ALL:

AT THE OPERA TONIGHT!

TRACK 2: “CRUCIFIXUS” BLIND MAG, GERMAN CHORUS

GERMAN CHORUS:

WAS IST ES, DAS DU SIEHST, MAG?

WAS IST ES, DAS DU SIEHST, MAG?

ENGLISH TRANSLATION: What is it you see,

Mag? What is it you see,

Mag?

BLIND MAG: ICH SEHE ALLES,

UND ALLES IST GERADE DABEI LAUT AUFZUSCHREIEN.

I see everything,

and everything is about to scream out.

GERMAN CHORUS: WIE IST ES, DAS DU SINGST,

MAG? WIE IST ES, DAS DU SINGST,

MAG?

How is it you sing,

Mag? How is it you sing,

Mag?


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BLIND MAG: ICH SINGE TRAURIG

WEIL ICH SEHE WAS PASSIERT, UND ICH,

ICH BIN MACHTLOS. BLIND WAR ICH, OHNE SHEKRAFT.

TAUB WAR ICH, OHNE LIED, DOCH JETZT SINGE ICH UND SEHE

DEUTLICH, DEUTLICH. ICH FINDE SCHON MEINEN HEINWEG,

HEIMWEG.

I sing sadly

Because I see What is happening, and I,

I am powerless. Blind was I,

without sight. Deaf was I, without song,

but now I sing and see clearly, clearly.

I will find my way back home, home.

TRACK 3: "THINGS YOU SEE IN A GRAVEYARD" ROTTI LARGO, MOURNERS

MOURNERS: THINGS YOU SEE IN A GRAVEYARD. THINGS YOU SEE IN A GRAVEYARD.

ROTTI:

MAGGOTS, VERMIN, YOU WANT THE WORLD FOR NOTHING.

COMMENCE YOUR GROVELING. ROTTI, YOUR KING, IS DYING.

EVEN ROTTI LARGO CANNOT PREVENT THIS PASSING.

WHO WILL INHERIT GENECO? I’LL KEEP THOSE VULTURES GUESSING.

MOURNERS:

THINGS YOU SEE IN A GRAVEYARD.

ROTTI: I’LL KEEP THOSE VULTURES GUESSING.

MOURNERS:


ROTTI: I’LL KEEP THOSE VULTURES GUESSING.


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ASHES (ASHES). DUST (DUST). MY CHILDREN WERE A BUST.

THEY SHALL INHERIT NOTHING. NO, MY LEGACY IS TOO GREAT TO THROW AWAY ON INGRATES.

NATHAN WALLACE HAD POTENTIAL, ‘TIL HE STOLE MY MARNI AWAY.

IN DENIAL, NATHAN BLAMED HIMSELF FOR MARNI’S SUDDEN DEATH,

AND NEVER ONCE THOUGHT TO SUSPECT THE MAN WHO WROTE HIS CHECKS. I GUESS, I’LL TAKE IT TO MY DEATH.

MOURNERS:


ROTTI: I’LL TAKE IT TO MY DEATH…

MARNI, IT’S ROTTI.

YOU NEVER SHOULD HAVE LEFT ME. I WOULD’VE GIVEN YOU THE WORLD. IT’S BEEN DIFFICULT TO SEE YOU,

AFTER WHAT YOU PUT ME THROUGH. YOU FORCED MY HAND AND MADE ME DO...

WELL...IT LOOKS LIKE I’LL BE JOINING YOU. IT SEEMS THE MAN WHO CURED THE GLOBE

CANNOT STOP HIS OWN EXTINCTION... BUT I CAN GO OUT WITH A BANG!

MOURNERS:

THINGS YOU SEE IN A GRAVEYARD. THINGS YOU SEE IN A GRAVEYARD.

ROTTI:

I CAN GO OUT WITH A BANG--!

MOURNERS: THINGS YOU SEE IN A GRAVEYARD. THINGS YOU SEE IN A GRAVEYARD. THINGS YOU SEE IN A GRAVEYARD. THINGS YOU SEE IN A GRAVEYARD.


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TRACK 4: “INFECTED" SHILO WALLACE

SHILO: I’M INFECTED...I’M INFECTED...

BY YOUR GENETICS.

SHILO, I’M THE DOCTOR. SHILO, I’M YOUR FATHER. SHILO, THAT WAS CLOSE.

TAKE YOUR MEDICINE. I’M INFECTED BY YOUR GENETICS.

SHILO, YOU’RE MY PATIENT. SHILO, BE MORE PATIENT. YOU HAVE LIMITATIONS. DON’T GO CHASING FLIES. I MUST BE PROTECTIVE.

YOU CANNOT BE RECKLESS. THAT’S WHAT IS EXPECTED WHEN YOU ARE INFECTED.

I’M INFECTED BY YOUR GENETICS. I’M INFECTED BY YOUR GENETICS,

AND I DON’T THINK THAT I CAN BE FIXED. NO, I DON’T THINK THAT I CAN BE FIXED.

TELL ME WHY, OH WHY, ARE MY GENETICS SUCH A BITCH?

IT’S THIS BLOOD CONDITION! DAMN THIS BLOOD CONDITION! MOTHER, CAN YOU HEAR ME? THANKS FOR THE DISEASE! NOW I AM SEQUESTERED. PART OF THE COLLECTION. THAT’S WHAT IS EXPECTED WHEN YOU ARE INFECTED.

THAT’S WHAT IS EXPECTED WHEN YOU ARE INFECTED.

THAT’S WHAT IS EXPECTED WHEN YOU ARE INFECTED.


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HOW MUCH OF IT’S GENETICS? HOW MUCH OF IT IS FATE?

HOW MUCH OF IT DEPENDS ON THE CHOICES THAT WE MAKE? HE SAYS I HAVE HER EYES,

DO I ALSO INHERIT HIS SHAME? IS HEREDITY THE CULPRIT?

CAN I STOP IT? OR AM I A SLAVE?

I’M INFECTED BY YOUR GENETICS. I’M INFECTED BY YOUR GENETICS.

WHAT HOPE HAS A GIRL WHO IS SICK? WHY DREAM OF A LIFE PAST THIS FENCE?

IT REALLY MAKES NO DIFFERENCE, ‘CAUSE I KNOW THAT I’LL NEVER BE FIXED!

TELL ME WHY, OH WHY, ARE MY GENETICS SUCH A BITCH!

BUT OH, I WANT TO GO OUTSIDE, OUTSIDE… BUT OH, I WANT TO GO OUTSIDE, OUTSIDE…

TRACK 5: “LEGAL ASSASSIN” NATHAN WALLACE, DEAD MARNI, GHOSTLY WHISPERS

DEAD MARNI’S VOICE: Nathan...Nathan…Nathan…

NATHAN:

WHERE DID OUR DAUGHTER GO? IT’S ME SHE MUST ESCAPE. MY BURDENS I CAN’T ERASE.

THE MOTHER I MIGHT HAVE SAVED.

GHOSTLY WHISPERS: Assassin...murderer...monster...

NATHAN:

MARNI, I NEED YOU NOW. LOOK WHAT I’VE BECOME.

THE NIGHTMARE THAT SHE SHOULD FEAR IS THE FATHER YOU LEFT ALONE.


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GHOSTLY WHISPERS: Assassin...murderer...monster... Assassin...murderer...monster... Assassin...murderer...monster...

NATHAN:

THE YEARS ROLL BY WITHOUT YOU, MARNI. 17 HAVE COME AND GONE.

I RAISED OUR SHILO WITH THE BEST INTENTIONS. BUT THERE IS SOMETHING I CAN’T TELL HER.

I AM LOST WITHOUT YOU HERE. I AM ONLY LIVING OUT A LIE!

NATHAN:

BUT SHILO CAN NEVER LEAVE! SHE IS MY EVERYTHING!

NOTHING CAN BRING YOU BACK! SHILO IS ALL I HAVE!

GHOSTLY WHISPERS:

Assassin...murderer...monster... Assassin...murderer...monster... Assassin...murderer...monster...

NATHAN:

THE YEARS ROLL BY WITHOUT YOU, MARNI. 17 HAVE COME AND GONE.

I RAISED OUR SHILO WITH THE BEST INTENTIONS, BUT THERE IS SOMETHING I CAN’T TELL HER.

I AM LOST WITHOUT YOU HERE. I AM ONLY LIVING OUT A LIE!

I’M THE MONSTER!

GHOSTLY WHISPERS:

ASSASSIN!

NATHAN: I’M THE VILLAIN!

GHOSTLY WHISPERS:

ASSASSIN!

NATHAN: WHAT PERFECTION!


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GHOSTLY WHISPERS: ASSASSIN!

NATHAN:

WHAT PRECISION!

GHOSTLY WHISPERS: ASSASSIN!

NATHAN:

KEEN INCISIONS, I DELIVER! UNSCATHED ORGANS, I DELIVER!

REPOSSESSIONS, I DELIVER! I’M THE REPO, LEGAL ASSASSIN!

GHOSTLY WHISPERS: ASSASSIN! ASSASSIN! ASSASSIN! ASSASSIN! ASSASSIN! ASSASSIN! ASSASSIN! ASSASSIN!

TRACK 6: “BRAVI!” LUIGI LARGO, PAVI LARGO, ROTTI LARGO, AMBER SWEET, BLIND MAG, GENTERNS, CHORUS

PAVI: LADIES, GENTLEMEN! SIGNORE, SIGNORI!

LUIGI:

DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH YOUR TV!

ROTTI: TONIGHT’S GENETIC OPERA

IS THE PLACE TO BE!

AMBER: GENECO! GENECO!

LUIGI:

FROM THE TRANSPLANTS!

PAVI: TO THE GENTERNS!

ROTTI:

BELLISSIMO!

AMBER: L’OPERA MI AMORE--!

ROTTI:

THE GENETIC OPERA IS THIS EVENING!


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LUIGI AND PAVI: YOU’LL-A LAUGH!

AMBER:

HA!

LUIGI AND PAVI: YOU’LL-A CRY!

AMBER:

HO!

LUIGI AND PAVI: YOU’LL-A...!

ROTTI: SING!

ALL:

BRAVI, BRAVI, BRAVISSIME! THE GENETIC OPERA IS GOOD!

LUIGI:

IT’S-A GOOD!

ALL: BRAVI, BRAVI, BRAVISSIME!

THE GENETIC OPERA IS GOOD! TRACK 7: "21ST CENTURY CURE" GRAVEROBBER, AIR RAID SIRENS

GRAVEROBBER:

INDUSTRIALIZATION HAS CRIPPLED THE GLOBE.

AIR RAID SIRENS: Enjoy GeneCo’s day and night-time formulas of Zydrate.

GRAVEROBBER:

NATURE FAILED AS TECHNOLOGY SPREAD.


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AIR RAID SIRENS: Ask a Gentern if Zydrate is right for you.

GRAVEROBBER:

AND IN THIS WAKE, A MARKET ERECTED.

AIR RAID SIRENS: Buying Zydrate from an unlicensed source is illegal.

GRAVEROBBER:

AN ENTIRE CITY BUILT ON TOP OF THE DEAD!

AND YOU CAN FINANCE YOUR BONES AND YOUR KIDNEYS – FOR EVERY MARKET, A SUBMARKET GROWS.

BUT BEST YOU BE PUNCTUAL WITH MAKING YOUR PAYMENTS. LEST IT BE YOU ON THE CONCRETE BELOW.

IT’S QUICK, IT’S CLEAN, IT’S PURE.

IT COULD CHANGE YOUR LIFE, REST ASSURED.

IT’S THE 21ST CENTURY CURE, AND IT’S MY JOB TO STEAL AND ROB...

GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAVES!!!

SO WHY CARE FOR THESE PETTY OBSESSIONS? YOUR DESIGNER HEART STILL BEATS WITH COMMON BLOOD!

AND WHAT IF YOU COULD HAVE GENETIC PERFECTION? WOULD YOU CHANGE WHO YOU ARE IF YOU COULD?

IT’S QUICK, IT’S CLEAN, AND IT’S PURE.

AIR RAID SIRENS: OH, YOU REALLY NEED IT!

GRAVEROBBER:

IT COULD CHANGE YOUR LIFE, REST ASSURED.

AIR RAID SIRENS:

OH, YOU’VE GOT TO HAVE IT!

GRAVEROBBER: IT’S THE 21ST CENTURY CURE!

AIR RAID SIRENS:

ALL YOU NEED IS SURGERY!


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GRAVEROBBER: AND IT’S MY JOB TO STEAL AND ROB...

GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAVES!!!! GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAVES!!!!

TRACK 8: “MARK IT UP” LUIGI LARGO, PAVI LARGO, AMBER SWEET, GENTERNS

GENTERNS: MARK IT UP! MARK IT UP! MARK IT UP! MARK IT UP!

AMBER:

WHERE THE FUCK IS DAD, BROTHERS?!

LUIGI: HE LEFT ME IN CHARGE, SISTER!

AMBER:

I DON’T TAKE LIP FROM A CUNT

LUIGI I DON’T TAKE LIP FROM A SLUT!

PAVI:

MY BROTHER AND SISTER SHOULD FUCK--

LUIGI: PAVI, SHUT THE FUCK UP!

I’M THE SMARTEST, AND THE TOUGHEST!

I WILL FIND A HOLE AND FUCK IT! IF THERE AIN’T ONE, I WILL MAKE ONE!

LUIGI DON’T TAKE SHIT FROM NO ONE!

ONE BRAIN, MARK IT UP! ONLY I GOT BRAINS ENOUGH!

THAT’S WHY POP WILL LEAVE GENECO TO ME!


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PAVI: ASK A GENTERN WHO THEY PREFER,

TEN-OUT-OF-NINE WILL SAY THE PAVI. THE MOST DASHING! PANTY SNATCHING! I WILL LEAVE YOUR DIAPERS DRIPPING!

TWO HEARTS, MARK IT UP!

PAVI STEALS ALL OF THE HEARTS!

LUIGI: YOU AIN’T GOT THE GUTS, BROTHER!

PAVI:

ALL BARK, BUT NO LUNGS, BROTHER!

LUIGI AND PAVI: DAD WILL LEAVE GENECO TO ME!

PAVI:

YOU WAIT, TIME WILL TELL! PAVI’S FACE WILL WOO THEM ALL WHEN

I INHERIT PAPA’S STUFF! TAKE DAD’S WILL AND MARK YOU OUT!

TAKE MY CUT AND MARK IT UP!

LUIGI: YOU WAIT, TIME WILL TELL!

LUIGI’S FISTS WILL RULE YOU! I’LL INHERIT ALL DAD’S STUFF!

TAKE DAD’S WILL AND WRITE YOU OUT! TAKE MY, MY CUT AND MARK IT UP!

LUIGI AND PAVI:

MARK IT UP!! MARK IT UP!!! TRACK 9: “CAN ’T GET IT UP IF THE GIRL ’S BREATHING?” AMBER SWEET, GRAVEROBBER

AMBER: What’s the matter, GraveRobber?

Can’t get it up if the girl’s breathing?!

LOOP: Can’t get it up…Can’t get it up…Can’t get it up…


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AMBER: “Z” ME! GIVE ME A HIT. NOW HURRY!

I’M LATE, I’M LATE, SO HURRY! DON’T KEEP MY serGENS WAITING--!

GRAVEROBBER: BITCH, PAY ME.

AMBER: LATER?

GRAVEROBBER:

OKAY. I’LL SEE YOU LATER.

AMBER: WHERE YA’ GOING?! STAY HERE!

THERE’S WAYS FOR ME TO PAY, DEAR, OTHER THAN DOUGH...

TRACK 10: “ZYDRATE ANATOMY” GRAVEROBBER, AMBER SWEET, SHILO WALLACE, SUPPORT GROUP MEMBERS, GENTERNS

SUPPORT GROUP: I CAN’T FEEL NOTHING AT ALL...

GRAVEROBBER:

DRUG MARKET, SUB-MARKET, SOMETIMES I WONDER WHY I EVER GOT IN.

BLOOD MARKET, LOVE MARKET, SOMETIMES I WONDER WHY THEY NEED ME AT ALL.

ZYDRATE COMES IN A LITTLE GLASS VIAL.

SHILO: A LITTLE GLASS VIAL?

SUPPORT GROUP:

A LITTLE GLASS VIAL.

GRAVEROBBER: AND THE LITTLE GLASS VIAL GOES INTO THE GUN LIKE A BATTERY.


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SUPPORT GROUP: Hhh-Hhh...

GRAVEROBBER:

AND THE ZYDRATE GUN GOES SOMEWHERE AGAINST YOUR ANATOMY.

SUPPORT GROUP: Hhh-Hhh...

GRAVEROBBER:

AND WHEN THE GUN GOES OFF, IT SPARKS AND YOU’RE READY FOR SURGERY!

SUPPORT GROUP:

SURGERY!

AMBER: GRAVEROBBER, GRAVEROBBER,

SOMETIMES I WONDER WHY I EVEN BOTHER. GRAVEROBBER, GRAVEROBBER,

SOMETIMES I WONDER WHY I NEED YOU AT ALL!

GRAVEROBBER: AND AMBER SWEET IS ADDICTED TO THE KNIFE.

SHILO:

ADDICTED TO THE KNIFE?

SUPPORT GROUP: ADDICTED TO THE KNIFE.

GRAVEROBBER:

AND ADDICTED TO THE KNIFE, SHE NEEDS A LITTLE HELP WITH THE AGONY.

AND A LITTLE HELP COMES IN A LITTLE GLASS VIAL IN A GUN PRESSED AGAINST HER ANATOMY.

AND WHEN THE GUN GOES OFF, MS. SWEET IS READY FOR SURGERY.

GRAVEROBBER AND SUPPORT GROUP:

SURGERY!

AMBER: GRAVEROBBER, GRAVEROBBER,

SOMETIMES I WONDER WHY I NEED YOU AT ALL...


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SUPPORT GROUP: IT’S CLEAN, IT’S CLEAR, IT’S PURE--

SHILO:

IT’S WHAT?

SUPPORT GROUP: IT’S RARE.

GRAVEROBBER:

IT TAKES YOU THERE.

SHILO: IT WHAT?

GRAVEROBBER:

IT TAKES YOU THERE.

AMBER: IT TAKES ME THERE.

GENTERNS: A LITTLE JUMP.

GRAVEROBBER:

BEFORE THE CUT!

GENTERNS: WHY AGONIZE?

GENTERNS:

ANESTHETIZE!

AMBER: I CAN’T FEEL NOTHING AT ALL!

GRAVEROBBER:

‘CAUSE SURGERY…

SHILO:

‘CAUSE SURGERY…? AMBER:

‘CAUSE SURGERY…

GRAVEROBBER: IS WHAT SHE NEEDS…

SHILO: IS WHAT I NEED…?

AMBER: IT’S WHAT I NEED.

GRAVEROBBER:

TO CHANGE INSIDE.

SHILO: TO CHANGE INSIDE?


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AMBER AND SUPPORT GROUP: TO FEEL ALIVE!

GRAVEROBBER:

MAG’S CONTRACT’S GOT SOME MIGHTY FINE PRINT.

SUPPORT GROUP: SOME MIGHTY...FINE...PRINT...

GRAVEROBBER:

AND THAT MIGHTY FINE PRINT PUTS MAG IN A MIGHTY FINE PREDICAMENT... IF MAG UP AND SPLITS, HER EYES ARE FORFEIT

AND IF GENECO AND ROTTI SO WILL IT, THEN A REPO MAN WILL COME

AND SHE’LL PAY FOR THAT SURGERY, SURGERY!

GRAVEROBBER AND SUPPORT GROUP: SURGERY, SURGERY!

AMBER AND SUPPORT GROUP:

I CAN’T FEEL NOTHING AT ALL...

TRACK 11: “THANKLESS JOB” REPO MAN, CHORUS


REPO MAN:

IT’S A THANKLESS JOB, BUT SOMEBODY’S GOT TO DO IT...

PEELIN’ OFF THE TISSUE INCH-BY-INCH, SKINNIN’ OFF THE MUSCLES, TOO.

HARVESTING THE KIDNEYS FOR THE FALL. SAVIN’ UP THE LIVERS IN THE FRIDGE.

NO ONE EVER THANKS ME WHEN I’M DONE. HOW SELF-ABSORBED PEOPLE CAN BE!

WITH A SLICE, OR A SNIP,

EENIE-MEENIE-MINIE-MOO... WITH A CUT, AND A STITCH,

RETURNING ORGANS GOOD AS NEW!


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IT’S A THANKLESS JOB! BUT SOMEBODY’S GOT TO DO IT!

LIKE A MOP! AND A BROOM!

NO ONE WANTS A THANKLESS JOB! TRACK 12: “CHASE THE MORNING” BLIND MAG, SHILO WALLACE, DEAD MARNI

BLIND MAG: SHILO...? IS YOUR NAME SHILO?

CAN I TALK TO YOU? CAN YOU COME DOWN PLEASE...

SO WE CAN SPEAK? I SAW YOU AT THE SHOW.

I THOUGHT I’D SEEN A GHOST. YOUR RESEMBLANCE IS STRIKING. YOU HAVE YOUR MOTHER’S EYES,

HER HAIR. I WAS TOLD YOU DIED WITH HER.

ALL THESE YEARS HAVE COME AND GONE. HOW DO I PUT THIS...? I’M YOUR GODMOM.

SHILO:

STATE YOUR BUSINESS.

BLIND MAG: BUSINESS?

SHILO:

WHAT DO YOU WANT?

BLIND MAG: I WANT, I WANT TO FINALLY MEET YOU -

SOMETHING REAL TO CLING TO. LEAVE YOU WITH THE HOPE THAT

YOU WILL GO DO ALL YOU’RE MEANT TO, ALL I’VE FAILED TO.

IN YOU, IS A WORLD OF PROMISE. WE HAVE BOTH BEEN KEPT IN BONDAGE,

BUT YOU CAN LEARN FROM ALL MY FAILURES.


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SHILO: I’M NOT SUPPOSED TO TALK TO STRANGERS.

BLIND MAG:

OR LET THEM THROUGH THE GATE?

SHILO: THAT EITHER. A BIG RISK.

BLIND MAG: A BIG FENCE.

SHILO:

A MISTAKE.

BLIND MAG: A NEW FRIEND.

DEAD MARNI:

CHASE THE MORNING. YIELD FOR NOTHING.


SHILO:

HOW’D YOU DO THAT?

BLIND MAG: DO WHAT?

SHILO:

DO THAT. THAT, THAT EYE THING.

BLIND MAG: THESE EYES CAN DO MORE THAN SEE.

SHILO:

I KNOW--I MEAN, I’VE SEEN YOU SING.

BLIND MAG: WHERE?


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SHILO: FROM MY WINDOW.

I CAN SEE THE WORLD FROM THERE. NAME THE STARS AND CONSTELLATIONS.

COUNT THE CARS AND WATCH THE SEASONS.

BLIND MAG: I WISH WE COULD’VE WATCHED TOGETHER.

SHILO:

I CAN’T HAVE GUESTS.

BLIND MAG: NEVER?

SHILO:

EVER. IF DAD FOUND OUT THAT I’D BEEN LET OUT, OR YOU’D BEEN LET IN...

BLIND MAG:

I SHOULD GO THEN. BEFORE I DO, PROMISE ME YOU WON’T--

SHILO:

IT’S BETTER THAT YOU—

SHILO:

DON’T. FORGET ME. ‘BEST IF I RESUME MY LIFE INSIDE

MY BEDROOM.

BLIND MAG: DON’T FORGET THAT

A SHELTERED ROSE NEEDS A LITTLE ROOM TO BLOOM OUTSIDE HER BEDROOM.

DEAD MARNI:



BLIND MAG:

LET YOUR LIFE BE YOUR DREAM. INTEGRITY. HONESTY.

IT’S TOO LATE FOR ME. DON’T LOOK BACK ‘TIL YOU’RE FREE TO

CHASE THE MORNING…


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DEAD MARNI: YIELD FOR NOTHING.

CHASE THE MORNING. YIELD FOR NOTHING. YIELD FOR NOTHING.

TRACK 13: “NIGHT SURGEON” NATHAN WALLACE, ROTTI LARGO, LUIGI LARGO, PAVI LARGO, HENCHGIRLS, GENTERNS, CHORUS

NATHAN: DEAR MARNI,

I AM SO SORRY. CAN YOU FORGIVE ME FOR THIS?

ROTTI:

NOT THE DEBT DOCTOR WITH THE HUNGRY SCALPEL!

HERE’S MY PROGNOSIS: WILL THEY LIVE...?

HENCHGIRLS: DOUBTFUL.

LUIGI:

YOU’RE THE STREET PHYSICIAN CARVING FLESH SCULPTURES!

PAVI:

PAINT YOUR ASS LIKE REMBRANDT! HA! YOU LIKE-A THAT?!

ROTTI:

BETTER START PRAYING WHEN YOU SEE HIM COMING.

LUIGI: ‘CAUSE TONIGHT IT’S CURTAINS!

LUIGI, PAVI AND ROTTI:

YOU’RE THE NIGHT SURGEON!

CHORUS: REMEMBER WHO YOU ARE.


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NATHAN:

I REMEMBER...

GENTERNS: REMEMBER WHAT YOU DID TO MARNI.

CHORUS:

REMEMBER WHO YOU ARE.

NATHAN: I REMEMBER...

GENTERNS:

REMEMBER WHAT YOU DID…

ROTTI: SEE YOUR KNIFE!

GENTERNS: PERFECT!

PAVI:

SEE IT GLIDE!

GENTERNS: PERFECT!

LUIGI:

SEE IT SLICE!

GENTERNS: PERFECT!

PAVI:

WHO’S YOUR NIGHT SURGEON?!

ROTTI: HOPE YOU HAVE MY MONEY!

PAVI:

OR IT’S BUON VIAGG-EE!

LUIGI: HE’LL DO YOUR ASS LIKE DISHES!


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LUIGI: AM-PU-TA-TION!

GENTERNS: OOOH, AM-PU-TA-TION!

LUIGI, PAVI, ROTTI AND CHORUS: REMEMBER WHO YOU ARE.

NATHAN:

I REMEMBER...

GENTERNS: REMEMBER WHAT YOU DID TO MARNI—

LUIGI, PAVI, ROTTI AND CHORUS:



GENTERNS:

REMEMBER WHAT YOU DID TO HER—

LUIGI, PAVI, ROTTI AND CHORUS: REMEMBER WHO YOU ARE.

NATHAN:

I REMEMBER...

GENTERNS: REMEMBER WHAT YOU DID TO MARNI—

LUIGI, PAVI, ROTTI AND CHORUS:



GENTERNS:

REMEMBER WHAT YOU DID TO HER—

NATHAN: I REMEMBER EVERY DYING WHISPER,

EVERY DESPERATE MURMUR. I REMEMBER WHEN I GAZE UPON HER.

SHE LOOKS JUST LIKE YOU... I REMEMBER...I REMEMBER...


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NATHAN/REPO MAN: I REMEMBER MARKING EVERY VICTIM

WITH ACUTE PRECISION.

I REMEMBER EVERY TIME I HOLD YOU, MY BLUNT COMPANION.

WHEN I REMEMBER,

I DISMEMBER!

LUIGI/PAVI/ROTTI/CHORUS: REMEMBER WHO YOU ARE.

GENTERNS:

REMEMBER WHAT YOU DID TO MARNI.

LUIGI/PAVI/ROTTI/ CHORUS: REMEMBER WHO YOU ARE.

GENTERNS:

REMEMBER WHAT YOU DID TO HER.

‘CAUSE THE CLAIMS MEDIC GIVES NO

ANESTHETIC!

90-DAYS DELINQUENT GETS YOU REPO TREATMENT!

I’M THE MASKED HORROR ON YOUR

STREET CORNER.

MAKE YOUR MOMMA MOURN YOU. LUIGI/PAVI/ROTTI/CHORUS: REMEMBER WHO YOU ARE.

GENTERNS:

REMEMBER WHAT YOU DID TO MARNI.

LUIGI/PAVI/ROTTI/CHORUS: REMEMBER WHO YOU ARE.

NATHAN/REPO MAN:

I’M THE NIGHT SURGEON!

ALL: NIGHT SURGEON!

NATHAN/REPO MAN:

I REMEMBER...

TRACK 14: "SEVENTEEN" SHILO WALLACE, CHORUS

SHILO: 17! MAMA DRAMA’S GOT TO GO, DAD!

17! NOTHING’S GONNA BRING HER BACK! 17! EXPERIMENT WITH SOMETHING LIVING!

17...! AND I’M SWEETER THAN 16!

SHILO AND CHORUS: HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY!


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CHORUS: 17!

SHILO:

I’VE ALWAYS LONGED FOR TRUE AFFECTION.

CHORUS: 17!

SHILO:

BUT YOU COMPARE ME TO A CORPSE!

CHORUS: 17--!

SHILO:

STAY WITH THE DEAD, I’M JOINING THE LIVING--!

CHORUS: 17!

SHILO:

‘CAUSE I’M FREER THAN 16!

SHILO AND CHROUS: HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY!

SHILO:

SOMETHING’S CHANGING. I CAN FEEL IT.

I’M 17 NOW WHY CAN’T YOU SEE IT?

17, AND YOU CAN’T STOP ME! 17, AND YOU WON’T BOSS ME!

YOU CANNOT CONTROL ME, FATHER. DADDY’S GIRL’S A FUCKING MONSTER!


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TRACK 15: "GOLD" ROTTI LARGO

ROTTI: FLESH IS WEAK. BLOOD IS CHEAP.

INCONSISTENT, CONSISTENTLY. USE YOUR SENSE.

SAVE YOUR CENTS. THE ONLY THING WITH PERSISTENCE IS

GOLD, IT MAKES THE WORLD GO 'ROUND. GOLD, IT MAKES THE WORLD GO 'ROUND.

CARVED MY NICHE,

RAGS TO RICH. MADE A FORTUNE, AND COUNTED IT.

ASKED FOR HEIRS, GOT NIGHTMARES -

DEGENERATES WHO WOULD WASTE EVERY CENT OF MY

GOLD, IT MAKES THE WORLD GO 'ROUND GOLD, IT MAKES THE WORLD GO ‘ROUND.

BUT, BEFORE I GO,

MY KIDS WILL KNOW ABOUT THE MAN THEY HAVE CROSSED.

AS MARNI DID, THE DAY SHE FLED

AND BECAME NATHAN’S WIFE. SHE FORCED MY HAND.

HE DUG HER GRAVE. I WILL NOT BE BETRAYED!

EMPTY THE TRASH OF ALL OF THEM,

AND LEAVE IT ALL TO THE KID!

LAY THE BAIT, SHILO'S FATE.

BUT ONLY IF EARNED WILL SHE APPRECIATE THAT


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GOLD, IT MAKES THE WORLD GO ‘ROUND. GOLD, IT MAKES THE WORLD GO ‘ROUND.

GOLD! TRACK 16: "WE STARTED THIS OP ’RA SHIT"

GENECO’S BANDLEADER, GENTERNS, LUIGI LARGO, PAVI LARGO, ROTTI LARGO, SINGLE MOTHER, CHORUS

BANDLEADER: EV’RYBODY, EV’RYBODY!

GENTERNS:

GET DOWN! GET DOWN, DOWN!

BANDLEADER: S-S-S-S-STAND UP!

GENTERNS:

DON’T BE SHY!

BANDLEADER: PEOPLE, PEOPLE, PEOPLE!

GENTERNS:

GET UP! GET UP! GET UP!

BANDLEADER: EV’RYBODY, EV’RYBODY!

GENTERNS: TESTIFY--!

BANDLEADER: EV’RYBODY!

BANDLEADER AND GENTERNS:

EV’RYBODY, EV’RYBODY, GET DOWN! GET DOWN, NOW!

S-S-S-S-STAND UP! DON’T BE SHY!

PEOPLE, PEOPLE, PEOPLE, GET UP! GET UP! GET UP! EV’RYBODY, EV’RYBODY,


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TESTIFY!

TESTIFY!

TESTIFY!

TESTIFY!

TESTIFY!

STATE YOUR NAMES!

GENTERNS: GENTERNS...GENTERNS...

LUIGI:

S-S-S-S-S-S-SAVED!

BANDLEADER AND GENTERNS: EV’RYBODY, EV’RYBODY,

GET DOWN! GET DOWN, NOW! S-S-S-S-STAND UP!

DON’T BE SHY!

PEOPLE, PEOPLE, PEOPLE, GET UP! GET UP! GET UP! EV’RYBODY, EV’RYBODY!

TES-TI-FY--!

SINGLE MOTHER: I NEEDED A KIDNEY TRANSPLANT DESPERATELY. GENECO SHOWED THIS SINGLE MOM SYMPATHY.

THIS MAKEOVER CAME FOR A SMALL ADDED FEE... NOW I LOOK SMASHING ON LIVE TV!

ROTTI:

BE HE-ALED!

LUIGI AND PAVI: GENECO’S GOT IT!

YOU KNOW YOU WANT IT, BABY! GENECO’S GOT IT!

YOU KNOW YOU WANT IT, BABY!


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LUIGI AND PAVI: GENECO’S GOT IT!



YOU KNOW YOU WANT IT, BABY!


OH, I REALLY NEED IT!

OH, I’VE GOT TO HAVE IT!

ALL I NEED IS SURGERY!

CHORUS:

I WAS INFECTED BY MY GENETICS!

ROTTI: TESTIFY!

CHORUS:

NOW I’M PERFECTED, BY THEIR COSMETICS!

ROTTI: TESTIFY!


HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY!


HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY!

CHORUS:


CHORUS:

I’M INFECTED BY MY GENETICS.


BANDLEADER AND GENTERNS: HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY!

ALL: EV’RYBODY, EV’RYBODY,

MAKE YOUR GENETICS YOUR BITCH!!!

ROTTI: TESTIFY!


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TRACK 17: “NEEDLE THROUGH A BUG” GRAVEROBBER, SHILO WALLACE, CHORUS

CHORUS: A NEEDLE INTO A BUG... A NEEDLE INTO A BUG...

A NEEDLE...

GRAVEROBBER: WHO--WHO’S THERE?! STAY BACK!

SHILO:

UM, DO YOU HAVE MY CURE?

GRAVEROBBER: KID? IS THAT YOU?

SHILO:

I’M HERE TO EARN MY CURE.

GRAVEROBBER: YOUR CURE? IS THAT WHAT THIS IS ABOUT?!

SORRY, THAT FUCKING AMBER CLEANED ME OUT.

BUT MAYBE LATER. I’LL HOOK YOU UP LATER.

JUST HELP ME DOWN.

SHILO: THE DRUG...?

GRAVEROBBER:

YEAH, THE DRUG.

SHILO: YEAH...

GRAVEROBBER:

YOUR CURE, IT’S--

SHILO: THE DRUG!

GRAVEROBBER: HELP ME DOWN.


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SHILO:

HELP ME...

GRAVEROBBER: I’LL SCORE SOME.

SHILO:

...SHED SOME...

GRAVEROBBER: KID, I’M OUT.

SHILO: SOME...

GRAVEROBBER:

I TOLD YOU.

SHILO: LIGHT ON...

GRAVEROBBER:

THAT’S THE SITU—

SHILO: ...THE SITUATION.

GRAVEROBBER: THE SITUATION--

CHORUS:

A NEEDLE INTO A BUG... A NEEDLE INTO A BUG... A NEEDLE INTO A BUG... A NEEDLE INTO A BUG...

SHILO:

HOW ‘BOUT HER? SHE’S RIGHT BESIDE YOU?

NO, I MEAN HER ZYTRATE. NO, IT’S LIKE A NIGHT-LIGHT.

GRAVEROBBER: YEAH...?

SHE’S RIGHT BESIDE ME, SO? I’M OUT OF ZYTRATE.

OH, IT’S LIKE A NIGHT-LIGHT.

GRAVEROBBER:

YOU’RE BEAUTIFUL! IT’S EASY.

SHILO: YOU DON’T MEAN...?


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GRAVEROBBER: YEAH.

SHILO:

FOR ME TO--?

GRAVEROBBER: SO, EASY--

SHILO:

I DON’T THINK...

GRAVEROBBER: DON’T THINK.

SHILO:

...THAT I COULD—

GRAVEROBBER: JUST SMACK IT!

SHILO:

I GUESS THAT SHE...

GRAVEROBBER: SHE WON’T.

SHILO:

...WON’T FEEL IT—

GRAVEROBBER: YOU’VE GOT TO SMACK IT...

GRAVEROBBER:

INTO HER SKULL!

SHILO: INSIDE HER SKULL.

GRAVEROBBER AND SHILO:

A NEEDLE INTO A BUG! A NEEDLE INTO A BUG! A NEEDLE INTO A BUG! A NEEDLE INTO A BUG!


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TRACK 18: “CHROMAGGIA” BLIND MAG

BLIND MAG:

TANTO TEMPO FA UN UCCELLO FATALE DI NOME

CHROMAGGIA INCROCIÒ IN VOLO LA FRECCIA DI UN

ARCIERE LUNGO LE COSTE DI LAVA

PER ANNI, PENSANDO DI ESSERE INSEGUITA,

SCAPPÒ DALLA FRECCIA

CHROMAGGIA, CHROMAGGIA PERCHÉ NON AFFRONTI IL PERICOLO?

LA FRECCIA ERA LEGATA ALL'ALA E LEI VOLAVA PER LIBERARSENE

“TIRANDO LA FRECCIA, ALTRI SON FERRITI PER MIA COLPA,

MIA COLPA”

GIÚ! VERSO LA BOCCA DEL DIAVOLO! LA SUA FRECCIA, I MIEI OCCHI.

ENGLISH TRANSLATION: Once, a long time ago,

Lived a bird, the fatal bird, Chromaggia.

She flew towards an archer's Arrow off the Islands of St. Paul.

For years, she had run

from the arrow believing that it was chasing her.

“Chromaggia, Chromaggia”,

They asked, “why not continue to outfly the danger?” They could not see that the arrow was tied to her wing. She flew to untie it, and free them both.

“By dragging the arrow,

Others are wounded by my carelessness, my carelessness!”

Down! Towards the devil’s mouth! His arrow, my eyes.

BLIND MAG:

CHROMAGGIA, COME TAKE THESE EYES...! I WOULD RATHER BE BLIND!

TRACK 19: "LET THE MONSTER RISE" NATHAN WALLACE, SHILO WALLACE, GHOSTLY WHISPERS

NATHAN: DIDN'T I TELL YOU NOT TO GO OUT?

DIDN’T I...?


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SHILO: YOU DID...YOU DID...

NATHAN:

DIDN'T I SAY THE WORLD WAS CRUEL? DIDN'T I...?

SHILO:

YOU DID...YOU DID...

NATHAN: THEN TELL ME HOW THIS HAPPENED -

WHAT I DID WRONG? TELL ME, WHY?

CAN WE JUST GO HOME, SHI? AND FORGET THIS DREADFUL NIGHT?

SHILO:

DIDN'T YOU SAY THAT YOU WERE DIFFERENT? DIDN'T YOU...?

NATHAN:

I AM...I AM...

SHILO: SAY YOU AREN’T THAT PERSON,

SAY IT.

NATHAN: I AM. I AM.

SHILO:

THEN TELL ME HOW TO ACT, DAD - WHAT TO SAY, DAD?

TELL ME, WHY? ALL YOU’VE EVER TOLD ME,

EVERY WORD IS A LIE!

SHILO: DIDN’T YOU SAY THAT YOU’D PROTECT ME?

DIDN’T YOU?!

NATHAN: I TRIED. I TRIED.


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SHILO: IS THAT HOW YOU’D HELP ME?

IS IT?!

NATHAN: I TRIED! I TRIED!

SHILO:

DON’T HELP ME ANYMORE, DAD. YOU ARE DEAD, DAD,

IN MY EYES!

SOMEONE HAS REPLACED YOU. DAD, I HATE YOU!

GO AND DIE!

NATHAN: DIDN'T I BUILD A HOUSE? A HOME?

DIDN'T I?!

GHOSTLY WHISPERS: YOU DID. YOU DID.

NATHAN:

DIDN'T I RAISE HER ALL ALONE? DIDN'T I?!

GHOSTLY WHISPERS: YOU DID. YOU DID.

NATHAN:

THEN ROTTI TOOK HER FROM ME! STOLE MY SHILO! HE’S TO BLAME!

HAVE I FAILED MY DAUGHTER? THEN LET THE FATHER DIE!

AND LET THE MONSTER RISE!


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TRACK 20: "I DIDN'T KNOW I'D LOVE YOU SO MUCH" SHILO WALLACE, NATHAN WALLACE

SHILO DAD, BE STILL.

THERE IS NOTHING YOU NEED SAY. IT CAN WAIT.

NATHAN:

SHI, YOUR MOTHER'S CALLING ME.

SHILO: SOMETIMES I WANTED TO CRY

WHEN THE PEOPLE ON TV WERE NOT QUITE THE WAY WE WERE. SOMEHOW I GUESS I JUST KNEW...

BUT I DIDN’T KNOW I’D LOVE YOU SO MUCH.

I DIDN’T KNOW I’D LOVE YOU SO MUCH. I DIDN'T KNOW I'D LOVE YOU SO MUCH,

BUT I DO.

NATHAN: SOMETIMES I'D STAY UP ALL NIGHT,

WISHING TO GOD THAT I WAS THE ONE WHO DIED. SOMETIMES, THERE'S NOT ENOUGH TIME...

BUT I DIDN’T KNOW I’D LOVE YOU SO MUCH.

I DIDN’T KNOW I’D LOVE YOU SO MUCH. I DIDN'T KNOW I'D LOVE YOU SO MUCH,

BUT I DO.

SHILO: I DIDN’T KNOW I’D LOVE YOU SO MUCH.

NATHAN:

I DIDN’T KNOW I’D LOVE YOU SO MUCH.

SHILO AND NATHAN: I DIDN’T KNOW I’D LOVE YOU SO MUCH,

BUT I DO.

NATHAN: SHILO, GO.


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SHILO: DAD, I WILL NOT LEAVE YOU HERE.

YOU WILL LIVE.

NATHAN: BUT YOU’VE ALREADY SAVED ME, DEAR.

NOW GO AND CHANGE THE WORLD FOR ME.

NATHAN AND SHILO: AND WE WILL ALWAYS HAVE EACH OTHER

IN OUR TIME OF NEED.

NATHAN:

SHILO, YOU'RE THE WORLD TO ME.

SHILO: DADDY, YOU'RE THE WORLD TO ME.

TRACK 21: "GENETIC EMANCIPATION" SHILO WALLACE, CHORUS

SHILO: YEARS, IT'S BEEN SO MANY YEARS,

RESENTING THE YEARS, AND MY HEREDITY.

OH, I HAVE HATED AND LOVED YOU. I HAVE HIDDEN BEHIND YOU,

BUT I FINALLY SEE. YOU, I'VE MISTAKEN FOR DESTINY,

BUT THE TRUTH IS MY LEGACY IS NOT UP TO MY GENES.

TRUE, THOUGH THE IMPRINT IS DEEP IN ME,

IT WILL ALWAYS BE UP TO ME... UP TO ME.

OH, FREE AT LAST.

SHILO: OH, I’M FREE AT LAST.

CHORUS: FREE AT LAST.

CHORUS: FIND YOUR WAY. FIND YOUR WAY.


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TRACK 22: “GENETIC REPO MAN” GRAVEROBBER, CHORUS


GRAVEROBBER:

OUT FROM THE NIGHT, FROM THE MIST, STEPS THE FIGURE. NO ONE REALLY KNOWS HIS NAME FOR SURE.

HE STANDS AT SIX-FOOT-SIX, HEAD AND SHOULDERS. PRAY HE NEVER COMES KNOCKING AT YOUR DOOR!

SAY THAT YOU ONCE BOUGHT A HEART, OR NEW CORNEAS,

BUT SOMEHOW NEVER MANAGED TO SQUARE AWAY YOUR DEBTS. HE WON’T BOTHER TO WRITE OR TO PHONE YOU.

HE’LL JUST RIP THE STILL-BEATING HEART FROM YOUR CHEST!


GRAVEROBBER:

NOW YOU COULD RUN. YOU COULD HIDE. YOU COULD TRY TO.

BUT HE ALWAYS HAS A WAY OF FINDING YOU. HE WILL COME AT YOUR WEAKEST HOUR,

WHEN NO ONE IS AROUND WHO MIGHT RESCUE YOU.


GRAVEROBBER:

AND NONE OF US ARE FREE FROM THIS HORROR, FOR MANY YEARS AGO, WE ALL FELL IN DEBT.

NEW BODY PARTS WERE NEEDED TO PERFECT OUR IMAGE. AND UNTIL OUR DEBTS ARE CLEAR, WE WILL LIVE IN FEAR OF THE...

CHORUS:

REEEPO MAAAN! REEEPO MAAAN! REEEPO MAAAN! REEEPO MAAAN!

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