To: Jeffrey S. Mitchell who wrote (1212 ) 12/2/1997 9:48:00 AM From: Josef Svejk Read Replies (2) | Respond to of 4295
Humbly report, Jeff, re: "So you see my friend, we can't have it both ways."Message 2852962 Reminds me of sompn':publictheater.org 'Da Voice:He arrived at the Joint. Desperately searching for someone. Anyone who might explain how he and the Beat might survive . . . 'Da Singer:Can't Have It Both Ways, Kid Drunk In The Shadows And Numb To The Pain Or Feelin' Empty While Drinkin' In Fame 'Da Voice:The Kid flung Back his do And threw his toes into A frenzied flush (The Kid yells in anger at the crowd)Cracked faces froze Rattled bones creaked Withered fingers Snatched and tossed the Kid to the Street. 'Da Singer:Oooh Little Daddy Why'd You have To Lose That Beat? Oooh Little Daddy Your Beat Is What Made It Sweet Your Shimmy Don't Sham Like It Used To Do Your Shuffle-Ball Changed Now It's Got Me Blue Your Buck and Wings Have Lost Their Flap Your Zip Ain't Got No Zap Goodbye Daddy Sorry But You've Got To Go Don't Cry Little Daddy While You Shuffle Off To Buffalo I Need A Kid Who's Got That Thang You Got No Beat And You Got No Swing You Used To Make My Trenches Hot Now You Miss The Spot Ooh-Ooh-Ooh-Ooh! I've got no time for your time step I need a little cat that's really hep When you did that paddle and roll Ooh little Daddy you made me loose control Cramp roll Slide Pull Back Glide Flap Me Tap Me Flap Me Tap Me Flap Me Tap Me Ooh Little Daddy Daddy Listen Somethin's Missin' You've Got That Lost Beat Swing . . . Yeah! I remain, humbly bringin' in 'da noise, bringin' in 'da funk, by the mail slot of the mail room, near the first arch of the Mala Strana side of Charles Bridge, where they serve great hot rum, gratis for me, yours truly, funky Svej