CUPID & PSYCHE '05

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mc:boys and girls gather ‘round
today truth’s visiting your town
and i – with grandest gift for gab
will try to sing it true and fab

do come hither and sit down
or stand up and stomp yr feet
oblige a rhythm for this tale
to this legend lend a beat

one of the oldest stories ever
retold for our time by moi, the clever
let this myth at once commence
and carry it with you, children, thence

(curtain falls, a choir of cherubs appears)
mc:once upon a time
there was a belle – a shining star

chorus:with colors like a butterfly
you could see ‘em from afar

mc:
her beauty was unlike
any that had come before

chorus:even venus got pissed off
cuz belle’d thrashed her own high score

mc:yeah, but venus had some issues
belle’s beauty not th’only one

chorus:there was also the little matter
of the crush of her own son

mc imitating venus :
that youthful bud, she pisses me off
who does she think she is
when every boy on either side of olympus
wants to make her his
unworthy of my son’s love
i’ll turn ‘er into something other
ooh psyche-girl, the time has come
to taste the wrath of a greek mother!

chorus:
what happened next ?
what happened next ?
after venus-
mad and vexed ?

mc:
not knowing what to do
venus got up to avengin’
and turned the lass called psyche int’a
mustang without an engine


chorus:
what happened next ?
what happened next ?
what happened after that?

mc:
psyche was purchased by a circus
passing through the town
and every night thirty-three midgets
weighed the poor girl down

chorus :
the town was hit by hard times
life turned sad n’ so expensive
people, ranks and governments
bit back on the defensive
draw- and cutbacks hit the towns
people tried to light the load
and psyche was abandoned there
when the circus hit the road

mc:
they disappeared one morning
leaving psyche far behind
on her painted was a clown’s face
a reminder of her grind
the mayor set her up
in front of the town hall
planted roses in her bonnet and
other flowers that trailed and crawled
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then, one fateful day

chorus:fateful !
you could say that again !

mc:then, one fateful day…

chorus:we wax lyrically – don’t take it so literally!

mc:
oh!
well!
...a camaro came along
baby blue and young and strong
rolling on the town’s streets
he broke into a song!

chorus:
a song!?

mc:
a song!!

chorus:
a song! …a song… (repeat / fade to whisper)

mc:
cupid, over to you…

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cupid winks one headlight

cupid:i never believed in magic
until i saw your funny face
since then my engine’s only
longed for your embrace
and all the other cars
laugh ‘cuz its plain to see
that you, the cutest roadster
have put a spell on me
put a spell on me
put a spell on me
(repeat to fade / beginning of dream sequence – piano & harp)
chorus:
(this wasn’t supposed to happen) (A)
psyche:oh the circus fortune teller
warned me ‘bout silly romantics

cupid:oh cutey let down your guard
don’t let me suffer a love pedantic

chorus:
(she was happy by herself) (A)
psyche:
oh, i don’t know – i’m not so sure
i’ve grown so used to this road alone
i’m not like them there dogs
that fetch a bone just cuz it’s thrown

(sound of dogs barking)

cupid (flashing headlights) :come on now, pretty, shiny
let me ease your troubled mind

chorus:
(accidentally, he seduced her..) (A)
psyche:i don’t like your assumption
that i’ve had a not-nice time

cupid:oh - maybe that’s just me
reflecting off’a you
so now that that is settled
tell me what else can i do
see,
there's nothing i wouldn't be
to get to be together
there's nothing i wouldn't be
my heart depends on me
there's nothing i wouldn't do
including doing nothing
there's nothing i wouldn't do
for you to be with me now sugar
there's nothing i wouldn't do
to make you want for nothing
there's nothing i wouldn't do
my heart belongs to you
there's nothing we shouldn't do
to get to be so happy
there's nothing we shouldn't do (B)
psyche:
you still can’t touch my roses… (C)

cupid:oh your thorns become you so,
so sharp, your self defense
but i have such pure intentions
wont’cha let down your barbed wire fence?

psyche:oh, i’ve heard it all before
all men love novelty
but when i begin to wither
you’ll be off just like a bee

chorus:
if you try to talk with him
if you try to copy his pocket-full of poses
you still can’t touch his roses (C)
cupid:when i see you
when i see you
my hubcaps – they pop off
my windshield wipers swishhh!i only have one wish !

psyche:you wanna run side by side ;
you want company for the ride ;

chorus:
if you think he’s magical
‘cuz roses bloom with his touch
that’s mathematical
we think you think too much (C)
cupid:but
but
…i touch roses!!! (C)
psyche:
i lay in my (flower) bed
totally still
my eyes wide open
i’m in rapture
i don’t believe this …
this wasn’t supposed to happen …(A)
cupid:i know not the challengers
the barracudas from before
the snake that bit
the venom’s trip
the highness of your score
come on now,
come on now, baby
if only for once more
there's nothing i wouldn't take
oh, even intravenous
there's nothing i wouldn't take
to get to be approved
there's nothing i wouldn't be
oh that's the gift of schizo (B)

psyche:
there's nothing that's new to me
i've seen it all before now sugar (B)
cupid:until now…

psyche:now?

cupid:don’t turn away,
dear,
don’t turn around
its just a silly song
‘bout no turning to yes

chorus:yes!

psyche:i don’t think i’d mind spending just a little bit of time with you…

cupid:i’ll show you something that you’ve never seen…

psyche:ooh! purrrr…
cupid:you put up such a fight,
tiger, you must be my queen!

psyche:queen?
hmm…
i don’t see ya get down on your knees!

cupid :knees?
geez!look at these wheels…
i’m on all fours!

psyche:oh! please…

cupid:wait!
i’ve got something up my sleeve !

psyche:
rrrrrr!holy cow!


cupid takes aim:

baby, take a bow...

time for bow and arrow-
that should find your ole'
sweet heart again
‘bout :
now