[Scene 1] “You know what they call London over there Don’t you?” “No, what?” “The Black Island” “For obvious reasons?” “…what are the obvious reasons?” [Refrain 1] On each of these steps and shelves Is settled the sediment of history; But Mrs. Vaughn’s sweeping cadres Are scrupulous, scrupulous {Scene 2] “So settled and strong is their presence here now That back in Caracas they no longer call London ‘London’; they call it By an adoptive name” “And what name is that?” “San Theodoros” “San Theodoros?” “Yeah; named after a scheme for the Perfect state dreamt up by a couple Of lunatics – two twins, both Named Theodore” “It is garden of lunatics enough, I s’pose” [Scene 3] “Why do white people have no culture?” “I don’t know. Maybe they reach prosperity Too discretely and too completely for any Means for controllable agitation of their Cultural grain to still be possible in a way That it is for less stable demographics Life, thus, though contented enough, is not creative; And the best, if they are made at all Have no zest.” “Yeah, but why though?” [Scene 4] If London’s a theatre of anything It’s of the deterioration of personality; Things given fixture on the stage With no right to be there [Scene 5] “Right, up you go Sammy; There are 400 pigeons up there And they all have, or have had, COVID.” “They’ll never automate this one, will they?” “No; you’ll be forever spared your Cicero.” [Scene 6] “I’m tired of London.” “Yeah but you know what they say ‘Who is tired of London is tired of life.’” “Well then I’m tired of life, I say to To whoever is responsible for that saying; was it Dick van Patten?” “I don’t know, I thought it was Kierkegaard.” “No, it was Becker?” “Becker? Are you mad? Maybe it was Kitaro Nishida?” “Hergé?” “Twombly?” “Juana Ines?” “Graham Norton?” “Dawit II, 35th Emperor of Ethiopia?” “The Grumps?” [Refrain 2] All my life I’ve Been riding the bus All my life I’ve Been riding the bus Yes, there is public transport in paradise Every time I step onboard The same man looks at me askance We never talk about that look Though every day we have the chance [Bar 139.4 onwards] I was born in his Arcadia The burgh for which he was ever searching I was not born in mine [Scene 7] To flush a map with pain and destruction Simply begin a search of whose objective You are ignorant. At worst outcome You will find a winded way to One island republic in which all the world’s Represented; they value one another none And no, themselves neither Themselves neither
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