Sonny:
Why do I say
Don't walk away
You'll be the way you were before
When you don't want me anymore
Don't turn around
Don't ever leave
A lonely room where empty days
Are gathering to meet me when you're
Sonny/Muses:
Gone, gone
Sonny:
How in the world will I go on
Muses:
Don't walk away
Sonny:
All you gotta do is stay
Muses:
Don't walk away
Sonny:
All you gotta do is stay
Muses:
Don't walk away
Sonny:
Don't walk away
Muses:
Don't walk away
Sonny:
Don't say goodbye
Muses:
Don't say goodbye
Sonny:
Don't turn around
Muses:
Don't turn around
Sonny:
Don't let it die
Muses:
Don't let it die
Sonny:
When shadows fall
Muses:
When shadows fall
Sonny:
When day is done
Muses:
When day is done
Sonny:
All through the night
Muses:
All through the night
Sonny:
All of my life
Muses:
All of my life
Sonny:
Don't walk away
Danny:
Is it a dream,
When will it end
When everything we've ever known
Has ended and I'm all alone
Where will I go
Melpomene/Calliope:
Where will he go
Danny:
Where will I be
The feelings that I've never shown
Maybe I'll find the answer when you're
Danny/Melpomene/Calliope:
Gone, gone
Danny:
How in the world will I go on
Melpomene:
Don't walk away
Calliope:
All you gotta do is stay
Melpomene:
Don't walk away
Muses:
Don't walk away
Sonny:
Don't walk away
Muses:
Don't say goodbye
Sonny:
Don't say goodbye
Muses:
Don't turn around
Sonny:
Don't turn around
Muses:
Don't let it die
Sonny:
Don’t let it die
Muses:
When shadows fall
When day is done
All through the night
Sonny:
All through the night
Muses:
All of my life
Sonny:
Don't walk away
Muses:
Don't walk away
Sonny:
Don't say goodbye
Muses:
Don't say goodbye
Sonny:
Don't turn around
Muses:
Don't turn around
Sonny:
Don't let it die
Muses:
Don't let it die
Sonny:
When shadows fall
Muses:
When shadows fall
Sonny:
When day is done
Muses:
When day is done
Sonny:
All through the night
Muses:
All through the night
Sonny:
All of my life
Muses:
All of my life
Sonny/Muses:
Don't say goodbye
Don't even think about it
Don't let it even cross your mind
Things will be fine
And there's no doubt about it
I always knew that we'd survive
So hold me close
Never let me go
I need you now
More than ever before
Don't change your mind
Don't even turn it over
Not after all that we've been through
Don't say goodbye
So hold me close
Never let me go
I need you now
More than ever before
Don't say goodbye
Don't even think about it
Don't even let it cross your mind
And please don't ever say goodbye
Don't say goodbye
Don't say goodbye
Don't say goodbye
Don't say goodbye
Gee, I wish it was ten o'clock
Come on baby it's time to rock
I'm so glad I've got you here
Makes me happy when you are here
CHORUS
(Ooh-whee) This feelin's killin' me
(Aw, shucks) I wouldn't stop it for a million bucks
(I love you so) Come on, baby, now Don't Let Go
Thunder, lightnin', wind and rain
Keeps on poundin' inside my brain
I'm so glad that I can see
*You've been keepin' on next to me
-Chorus
-Solo
-Chorus
*One day, baby, you could be had {One day baby you'll
quit me yet}
*I'll be cryin' and sad you're bad
There's one thing I'll never stand
Sonny: Ah, one, two, three four!
Sonny/Muses:
OooOoo. . .
Everybody all around the world
Got to tell you what I just heard
Sonny:
There's gonna be a party all over the world
Oh-whoa!
Sonny/Muses:
I got a message on the radio
But where it came from I don't really know
Sonny:
And I heard these voices calling all over the world
Sonny/Muses:
All over the world,
Everybodys got the word
Everybody everywhere is gonna feel tonight
OooOoo. . .
Everybody walkin' down the street
Everybody movin' to the beat
We’re gonna get hot down in the U.S.A.
Muses:
New York, Detroit, L.A.
Sonny/Muses:
We're gonna take a trip across the sea
Everybody come along with me
We're gonna hit the night down in gay Pareee
Muses:
C'est la vie, mon chérie
Sonny/Muses:
All over the world,
Everybodys got the word
Everybody everywhere is gonna feel tonight
(Instrumental break)
Sonny/Muses:
All Over the World
London, Hamburg, Paris, Rome, Rio, Hong Kong, Tokyo
L.A., New York, Amsterdam, Monte Carlo, Shard End and
All over the world,
Everybodys got the word
Everybody everywhere is gonna feel tonight
OooOoo . . .
Danny:
Everybody all around the world
Gotta tell you what I just heard
Everybody walkin' down the street
I know a place where we all can meet
Sonny:
Everybody gonna have a good time
Everybody will shine till the daylight
Sonny/Muses:
All over the world,
Everybody got the word
Woo…woo…woo…woo…woo
All over world
Everybody got the . . .
So let it rain
Or let the sun shine down on me
I feel no pain
Now that you're here it's all the same
You are the one
I should have known
I'm blown away
Like a boat out on the ocean
Time rages on
And all I do is watch the way
Because of you
Nothing will ever be the same
You are the one
I should have known
I'm blown away
Like a boat out on the ocean
Blown away
Like a storm in the night
Blown away
You are the one
I should have known
Blown away
Like a boat out on the ocean
Blown away
Like a storm in the night
I'm blown away
Wild times until the night has come
Wild times until the rising sun
Let us heave a sigh
For the days gone
Wild times
Shine the light down through the years
Through the fields of yonder and the veil of tears
And we'll take the time That is yours and mine
Wild times
Wild times into the dawn
These wild times will not be gone
As the music plays
Through these golden Wild times
Let us heave a sigh For the days gone by
Wild times
And we'll take the time That is yours and mine
A place where nobody dared to go, the love that we came
to know
They call it Xanadu
And now, open your eyes and see, what we have made is
real
We are in Xanadu
A million lights are dancing and there you are, a
shooting star
An everlasting world and you're here with me, eternally
Chorus:
Xanadu, Xanadu, (now we are here) in Xanadu
Xanadu, Xanadu, (now we are here) in Xanadu
Xanadu, your neon lights will shine for you, Xanadu
The love, the echoes of long ago, you needed the world
to know
They are in Xanadu
The dream that came through a million years
That lived on through all the tears, it came to Xanadu
A million lights are dancing and there you are, a
shooting star
An everlasting world and you're here with me, eternally
chorus
Now that I'm here, now that you're near in Xanadu
Now that I'm here, now that you're near in Xanadu,
The satellites that search the night
They twinkle like a star
They send their love from up above
Down to my VTR
The world is at my fingers
Under control
On video, o-oh!
Play it one more time
Video, o-oh!
Got the world on my TV
I see that rock and roll
And all those old-time movies (oh)
They beam across the sky
Together in electric dreams
I just sit here all night and
I’ll have it all
On video, o-oh!
Play it one more time
Video, o-oh!
Got the world on video
I see the shadows in the twilight
As they dance la la la (oh)
Video madness comes upon me
Like a trance in the dark
So I'll just stay right here, the world is okay
On video, o-oh!
Play it one more time
Video, o-oh!
Get the world on video
Oh look at me now
I’m burning up the steel and wires
(Video)
Oh look at me now
I’m burning up the steel and wires
(Video)
Oh look at me now…
(Video)
(Video)
Under control
I see the early glow
I hear you say hello
I watch the shadows fall
I don't see you at all
It's a lie
(I don't believe it's so)
It's a lie
I see the autumn rain
Falling on my window pane
I hear you say goodbye
I see a tear in your eye
It's a lie
(I don't believe it's so)
It's a lie
I see you in a dream
You turn and start to go
I call to you once more
Guess that I'm takin' the fall
It's a lie
(I don't believe it's so)
It's a lie
Our love couldn't go wrong
How could I know I was only dreaming
And now, now that you're gone
I will go on really believing
I take the fall
Our love couldn't go wrong
How could I know I was only dreaming
And now, now that you're gone
I will go on really believing
Sonny, I think you’re wonderful!
Calliope: Now, sister?
Melpomene: Now, sister.
You're sailing softly through the sun
in a broken stone age dawn.
You fly so high.
I got a
Calliope/Melpomene:
Strange magic,
oh, what a strange magic,
oh, it's a strange magic.
Got a strange magic,
got a strange magic.
Kira:
Oh, I'm never gonna be the same again,
now I've seen the way that it's got to end,sweet dream,
sweet dream.
Calliope/Melpomene:
Strange magic,
oh, what a strange magic,
oh, it's a strange magic.
Got a strange magic,
got a strange magic.
It's magic, it's magic, it's magic.
Strange magic,
oh, what a strange magic,
oh, it's a strange magic.
Got a . . .
Don't know why There's no sun up in the sky
Stormy weather since my girl and I ended it together
Keeps raining all the time
Life is bad gloomy misery everywhere
Stormy weather just can't seem to get my self together
I'll be here all the time
Oh yeah, since she went away the blues walked in and met
If she stays away a rocking chair will get me
All I do is pray the lord will let me walk in the sun
once more
Oh yeah, since she went away the blues walked in and met
If she stays away a rocking chair will get me
All I do is pray the lord will let me walk in the sun
once more
Can't go on everything I had is gone
Stormy weather, since my gal and I ended it together
Keeps raining all the time, keeps raining all the time
Stormy weather, stormy weather, stormy weather
Oh it's a long long time from May to December
And the days grow short when you reach September
When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
And you ain't got time for waiting game
When days dwindle down to a precious few
September November, and these few golden days I'd share
with you
Those golden days I share with you
When the days dwindle down to a precious few
September November, and all those golden days I'd share
with you
Those golden days I'd share with you
Those golden days I'd share with you
JEFF LYNNE - SAVE ME NOW
One day the earth woke up, said
"Boy I feel half dead
Somebody's turning up the poison
And it's getting in my head
Sometimes I wish my guests
would move away somewhere
Yes I'm burning up all over
I can't even breathe the air
Chorus:
Save me now, Save me now, Save me now come on and
Save me now, Save me now, Save me now"
One day the earth woke up, said
"Boy it's getting hot
And remember all those trees I had
Well now there ain't a lot
And my eyes kept slowly trickling
Down to where the party's at
And if everybody's going there well
That's the end of that"
I can tell by the way
There ain't no lights in the windows
And by the way your curtains hang
Yeah, I know which way the wind blows
I said no
I said no
I said no
Ain't nobody home
(Nobody home)
Ain't nobody home
(Nobody home)
You went away with your heavy load
Yeah, you must have took it with you
Down and out, to no thanks to boat
But no one can get ya
I said no
(Nobody)
I said no
(Nobody)
I said no, no
Ain't nobody home
(Nobody home)
Ain't nobody home
(Nobody home)
I said nobody
(No)
Nobody home
Nobody home
Nobody home
From the way that you act
I guess you hardly been there
By the look in your eyes
There's nobody in there
I said no
(Nobody)
I said no
(Nobody)
I said no
Ain't nobody home
Nobody home
I said nobody
(No)
Nobody
Nobody home
Nobody home
Nobody home
I said no
(Nobody)
I said no
(Nobody)
I said no, no, no
Ain't nobody home
(Nobody home)
There's nobody home
(Nobody home)
I said nobody
(No)
Nobody home
Nobody home
Nobody home
Nobody home
Ain't nobody home
(Nobody home)
Nobody home
Nobody home
Nobody home
Nobody home
Nobody home
Nobody home
Ain't nobody, nobody home
Nobody home
LIFT ME UP
Love is what I want
And all you gotta do is bring it to me, baby
Talk is what I want What I want
Oh, yeah What I want
And all you gotta do is bring it to me, baby
Talk Come on, let's talk about it
Talk Can't seem to do without it
Talk Don't want to be one of the broken hearted
Ah-ee Oo- oo- oo
So lift me up, finish what you started
Oo-oo
Take me on for a ride
Ah- Oo-oo- oo
Lift me up from the broken hearted
Oo- oo- ah
River's deep and wide
All I want is love What I want
Oh, yeah What I want
And all you gotta do is listen to me, baby What I want
What I wa-a-nt
(Think, think, think, think, think, think, think, think)
You got to think about it
And do something about it
No use complainin' when it's over o-ver
Ah-ee Oo- oo- oo
So lift me up, finish what you started
Oo-oo
Take me on for a ride
Ah-ee Oo-oo- oo
Lift me up from the broken hearted
Oo- oo- ah
River's deep and wide
Life 'Cause life gets tougher every
Day Day if you can't afford to
Pay Pay, even so you got to carry on carry on
Ah-ee Oo- oo- oo
So lift me up, finish what you started
Oo-oo
Take me on for a ride
Ah-ee Oo-oo- oo
Lift me up from the broken hearted
Oo- oo- ah
River's deep and wide
Ah-ee Oo-oo-oo
Lift me up
Oo-oo
Take me on for a ride
Ah-ee Oo-oo-oo
Lift me up from the broken hearted
Oo-oo
River's deep and wide
Ah-ee Oo-oo-oo
Lift me up
Oo-oo
Lift me up
Ah-ee Oo-oo-oo
Lift me up
Oo-oo-oo
Your coming up the walk,
Your banging on the door
The seconds of the loneliness
Are coming through the floor
Let it run, let it run, let it run
And out of the band comes a guitar man
Singing come on let it run
Called up alone gathered up the light
Told everyone that everythings was going fine
Let it run, let it run, let it run
From out of the corner cam johnny be good
Singing come on let it run
Whoa, and up above the stars are bright
And well let it run let it run tonight
Up above the stars are bright
Let it run let it run tonight, tonight, tonight
Its getting louder now its pounding at my brain
And if it ever stops Im gonna start it up again
Let it run, let it run, let it run
From out of the valley came long tall sally
Singing come on let it run
Im already gone let it run
I'm gone, don't look for me round here no more
I'm gone, I'm down that road and that's for sure
Here what I say I'm gone gone gone gone gone
I'm gone, can't take that business anyway
Yeah, I'm gone, this time I'm gonna stay
Here what I say I'm gone gone gone gone gone
Oh yeah (raggin riff on the guitar)
Oh it's a shame, but all the good times will remain
Oh such a shame, I can't figure out the blame
Yeah if I don't stay I'm gone gone gone gone gone
Yeah if I don't stay I'm gone gone gone gone gone
Oh I'm gone, I'm gone
You know I'm gone, yeah I'm gone gone gone
Gone, Yeah I'm gone
I'm gone, yeah I'm gone
Muses:
I'm alive
And the world shines for me today
I'm alive
Suddenly I am here today.
Thalia:
Seems like forever
Muses:
And a day
Euterpe:
Thought I could never
Muses:
Feel this way
Erato:
Is this really me?
Muses:
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
Melpomene:
And the dawn breaks across the sky
Muses:
I'm alive
Calliope:
And the sun rises up so high
Terpsicore:
Lost in another world
Muses:
Far away
Terpsicore:
Never another word
Muses:
Till today
But what can I say?
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
(Instrumental break)
Clio:
Suddenly came the dawn
Muses:
From the night
Clio:
Suddenly I was born
Muses:
Into light
Clio:
How can it be real?
Muses:
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
Clio: Sister Muses, come! Join me where the land
embraces the sea.
There’s an artist who needs our inspiration to achieve
truly great work.
And as surely as we are the offspring of Zeus I tell
you that I will go in disguise to help this
Sonny is his quest for artistic achievement.
Muses: Huzzah!
Clio: First, I will not call myself Clio. I will call
myself Kira.
Calliope: You’ve thrown them off the track now.
Clio: Secondly, I will where roller skates and leg-
warmers.
Euterpe: You shall be as current as today’s headlines.
Clio: And thirdly, I will sport and Australian accent!
G’Day, Mate!
Muses: Ahhh!
Clio: I tell you sisters, by the fires of Hephaestus .
I mean . . . by the fires of all the shrimp on the
Barbie.
I shall help this Sonny Malone to fulfill his destiny.
Suddenly came the dawn
Muses:
From the night
Clio:
Suddenly I was born
Muses:
Into light
Clio:
How can it be real?
Muses:
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
And the world shines for me today
I'm alive
Suddenly I am here today
Clio:
Seems like forever
Muses:
And a day-ay
Clio:
Thought I could never
Muses:
Feel this way
Clio:
Is this really me?
Muses:
I'm alive
I'm alive
I want to tell you
My head is filled with things to say
When you're here
All those words they seem to slip away
When I get near you
The games begin to drag me down
It's all right
I'll make you maybe next time around
But if I seem to act unkind
It's only me, it's not my mind
That is confusing things
I want to tell you
I feel hung up and I don't know why
I don't mind
I could wait forever, I've got time
Sometimes I wish I knew you well
Then I could speak my mind and tell
Maybe you'd understand
I want to tell you
I feel hung up and I don't know why
I don't mind
I could wait forever, I've got time
I've got time
Give me love
Give me love
Give me peace on earth
Give me light
Give me life
Keep me free from birth
Give me hope
Help me cope, with this heavy load
Trying to, touch and reach you with,
heart and soul
OM M M M M M M M M M M M M M
M M M My Lord . . .
PLEASE take hold of my hand, that
I might understand you
Won't you please
Oh won't you
Give me love
Give me love
Give me peace on earth
Give me light
Give me life
Keep me free from birth
Give me hope
Help me cope, with this heavy load
Trying to, touch and reach you with,
heart and soul
OM M M M M M M M M M M M M M
M M M My Lord . . .
PLEASE take hold of my hand, that
Melpomene: Apparently, there is no success nor joy for
you nor I.
And now, Clio is to be granted Xanadu!
Would that I were a god, I would smite her.
Calliope: Ooo, sister, sister! You are such a . . .
Melpomene:
Evil woman
Calliope:
(Guitar noise)
Melpomene:
Evil woman
Calliope:
(Guitar)
Melpomene:
Evil woman
Calliope:
(Guitar)
Melpomene:
Evil woman
Rolled in from another town
Hit some gold, too hot to settle down
But a fool and his money soon go separate ways
And you found a fool lyin' in a daze
Both:
Ha, ha
Melpomene:
Woman
What you gonna do
You destroyed all the virtues that the Lord gave you
It's so good that you're feelin' pain
But you better get your face on board the very next
train
Both:
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Evil woman, evil woman
Melpomene:
Evil woman, hey
Calliope:
You’re an evil woman
Melpomene:
Evil woman
I know what lets do!
Calliope: What lets?
Melpomene: What lets use our muse powers and place a
curse upon our sister.
That she falls in love with this mortal!
Both:
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Calliope: What a glorious prank. We shall do the curse,
she shall be in love!
And by Zeus’ decree . . . Be put to death!
Both:
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Melpomene: Oh, come my daughter Sirens.
Come join your mother and aunt in mean-spirited melody!
Sirens:
You’re an evil woman.
Calliope:
Evil woman how you done me wrong
But now you're trying to wail a different song
Both:
Ha, ha
Calliope:
Ah, funny how you broke me up
You made the wine now you drink a cup
I came a-runnin' every time you cried
I thought I saw love smilin' in your eyes
Ha, ha very nice to know
That you ain't got no place left to go
All:
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Sirens:
Evil woman
Melpomene:
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sirens:
Evil woman
Calliope:
Not a nice lady!
Sirens:
Evil woman,
Melpomene:
Hey, hey, hey
Sirens:
Evil woman
All:
EVERY LITTLE THING
If your heart could talk I wonder what it would tell me
If your mind could walk would it bring me a love never
ending
Yes, I've got to know
I've got to know
No secrets anymore
You've got to tell me
All your days have gone a goin' to a go-go
Now the time has come, is it gonna be a no no, no no
I've got to know
I've got to know
No secrets anymore
You've got to tell me
Tell me every little thing that makes you happy, Oh oh oh
Every little thing that makes you glad
All of the secrets that you hide I got to know
Whoa, every little thing
You've gotta stop all your reservations
Am I for the chop or is it celebrations?
Yes, I've got to know
I've got to know
No secrets anymore
You've got to tell me
Tell me every little thing that makes you happy, Oh oh oh
Every little thing that makes you glad
All of the secrets that you hide I got to know
Whoa, every little thing
Tell me every little thing (TELL ME)
Every little thing (TELL ME)
Tell me every little thing that makes you happy, Oh oh oh
Every little thing that makes you glad
All of the secrets that you hide I got to know
Whoa, every little thing
EVERY LITTLE THING
Take a look around you at the world we've come to know,
Does it seem to be much more than a crazy circus show?
But maybe from the madness something beautiful will grow,
In a brave new world,
With just a handful of men.
We'll start, we'll start all over again,
All over again,
All over again,
All over again,
All over again.
(Dialogue)
Now our domination of the Earth is fading fast,
And out of the confusion the chance has come at last,
To build a better future from the ashes of the past,
In a brave new world,
With just a handful of men,
We'll start all over again.
Look, man is born in freedom but he soon becomes a slave,
In cages of convention from the cradle to the grave,
The weak fall by the wayside but the strong will be saved,
In a brave new world,
With just a handful of men,
We'll start all over again.
I'm not trying to tell you what to be,
Oh no, oh no not me,
But if mankind is to survive,
The people left alive,
They're gonna have to build this world anew,
And it's gonna have to start with me and you,
Yes!
I'm not tryinhg to tell you what to be,
Oh no, oh no, not me,
But if mankind is to survive,
The people left alive,
They're gonna have to build this world anew,
Yes and we will have to be the chosen few.
Just think of all the poverty, the hatred and the lies,
And imagine the destruction of all that you despise,
Slowly from the ashes, the phoenix will rise,
In a brave new world,
With just a handful of men,
We'll start all over again.
Take a look around you at the world you've loved so well,
And bid the ageing empire of Man a last farewell,
It may not sound like Heaven, but at least it isn't Hell,
It's a brave new world,
With just a handful of men,
We'll start,
We'll start all over again,
All over again,
All over again,
All over again,
All over again.
(Dialogue)
Take a look around you at the world we've come to know,
Does it seem to be much more than a crazy circus show?
The hammering from the pit and the pounding of guns
grew louder. My fear rose at the sound of someone
creeping into the house. Then I saw it was a young
artilleryman, weary, streaked with blood and dirt.
Artilleryman: Anyone here?
Journalist: Come in. Here, drink this.
Artilleryman: Thank you.
Journalist: What's happened?
Artilleryman: They wiped us out. Hundreds dead, maybe
thousands.
Journalist: The heat ray?
Artilleryman: The Martians. They were inside the hoods
of machines they'd made, massive metal things on legs.
Giant machines that walked. They attacked us. They
wiped us out.
Journalist: Machines?
Artilleryman: Fighting machines, picking up men and
bashing them against trees. Just hunks of metal, but
they knew exactly what they were doing.
Journalist: Hmm. There was another cylinder came last
night.
Artilleryman: Yes. Yes, it looked bound for London.
London! Carrie! I hadn't dreamed there could be danger
to Carrie and her father, so many miles away.
Journalist: I must go to London at once.
Artilleryman: And me, got to report to headquarters, if
there's anything left of it.
At Byfleet, we came upon an inn, but it was deserted.
Artilleryman: Is everybody dead?
Journalist: Not everybody, look...
Six cannons with gunners standing by.
Artilleryman: Bows and arrows against the lightning.
Journalist: Hmm.
Artilleryman: They haven't seen the heat ray yet.
We hurried along the road to Weybridge. Suddenly, there
was a heavy explosion and gusts of smoke erupted into
the air.
Artilleryman: Look! There they are! What did I tell
you!
Quickly, one after the other, four of the fighting
machines appeared. Monstrous tripods, higher than the
tallest steeple, striding over the pine trees and
smashing them, walking tripods of glittering metal.
Each carried a huge funnel and I realized with horror
that I'd seen this awful thing before
A fifth Machine appeared on the far bank. It raised
itself to full height, flourished the
funnel high in the air - and the ghostly, terrible Heat
Ray struck the town.
JOURNALIST: As it struck, all five Fighting Machines
exulted, emitting deafening howls
which roared like thunder.
MARTIANS: Ulla! Ulla!
JOURNALIST: The six guns we had seen now fired
simultaneously,
decapitating a Fighting Machine. The Martian inside the
hood was slain, splashed to
the four winds, and the body, nothing now but an
intricate device of metal, went
whirling to destruction. As the other Monsters
advanced, people ran away blindly, the
Artilleryman among them, but I jumped into the water
and hid until forced up to
breathe. Now the guns spoke again, but this time the
Heat Ray sent them to oblivion.
MARTIANS: Ulla!
JOURNALIST: With a white flash, the Heat Ray swept
across the river. Scalded, half-
blinded and agonized, I staggered through leaping,
hissing water towards the shore. I fell
helplessly, in full sight of the Martians, expecting
nothing but death. The foot of a
Fighting Machine came down close to my head, then
lifted again, as the four Martians
carried away the debris of their fallen comrade... and
I realized that by a miracle , I had
escaped.
JOURNALIST: For three days I fought my way along roads
packed with refugees, the homeless, burdened with boxes
and bundles containing their valuables. All that was of
value to me was in London. By the time I reached their
little red brick house, Carrie and her father were
gone.
JOURNALIST (Sung): The summer sun is fading as the year
grows old,
And darker days are drawing near,
The winter winds will be much colder,
Now you're not here.
I watch the birds fly south across the autumn sky
And one by one they disappear,
I wish that I was flying with them.
Now you're not here.
Like the sun through the trees you came to love me,
Like a leaf on a breeze you blew away...
Through autumn's golden gown we used to kick our way,
You always loved this time of year.
Those fallen leaves lie undisturbed now,
Cause you're not here,
Cause you're not here,
Cause you're not here.
JOURNALIST: Fire suddenly leapt from house to house.
The population panicked and ran, and I was swept along
with them, aimless and lost without Carrie. Finally, I
headed eastward for the ocean and my only hope of
survival; a boat out of England.
JOURNALIST (Sung): Like the sun through the trees you
came to love me,
Like a leaf on the breeze you blew away...
A gentle rain falls softly on my weary eyes,
As if to hide a lonely tear.
My life will be forever autumn,
Cause you're not here,
Cause you're not here,
Cause you're not here.
JOURNALIST: As I hastened through Covent Garden,
Blackfriars and Billingsgate, more and more people
joined the painful exodus. Sad, weary women, their
children stumbling in the street with tears, their men
bitter and angry, the rich rubbing shoulders with
beggars and outcasts. Dogs snarled and whined, the
horse's bits were covered with foam, and here and there
were wounded soldiers, as helpless as the rest.
We saw tripods wading up the Thames, cutting through
bridges as though they were paper. Waterloo bridge,
Westminster bridge, one appeared above Big Ben.
MARTIANS: Ulla!
JOURNALIST: Never before in the history of the world,
had such a mass of human beings moved and suffered
together. This was no disciplined march, it was a
stampede, without order and without a goal, six million
people unarmed and unprovisioned driving headlong. It
was the beginning of the rout of civilization, of the
massacre of mankind.
A vast crowd buffeted me towards the already packed
steamer. I looked up enviously at those safely on
board... straight into the eyes of my beloved Carrie.
At sight of me she began to fight her way along the
packed deck to the gangplank. At that very moment, it
was raised, and I caught a last glimpse of her
despairing face as the crowd swept me away from her.
JOURNALIST (Sung): Like the sun through the trees you
came to love me,
Like a leaf on a breeze you blew away...
Through autumn's golden gown we used to kick our way,
You always loved this time of year.
Those fallen leaves lie undisturbed now,
Cause you're not here,
Cause you're not here,
The summer sun is fading as the year grows old
And darker days are drawing near
The winter winds will be much colder
Now you're not here
I watch the birds fly south across the autumn sky
And one by one they disappear
I wish that I was flying with them
Now you're not here
Like the sun through the trees you came to love me
Like a leaf on a breeze you blew away
Through autumn's golden gown we used to kick our way
You always loved this time of year
Those fallen leaves lie undisturbed now
'Cause you're not here
'Cause you're not here
'Cause you're not here
Like the sun through the trees you came to love me
Like a leaf on a breeze you blew away
A gentle rain falls softly on my weary eyes
As if to hide a lonely tear
My life will be forever autumn
'Cause you're not here
'Cause you're not here
Next morning a crowd gathered on the Common.
hypnotized by the unscewing of the cylinder.
Two feet of shining screw projected when suddenly the
lid fell off.
Two luminous disc-like eyes appeared above the rim.
A huge rounded bulk larger than a bear rose up slowly
glistening like wet leather.
It's lipless mouth quiverted and slavered and snake
like tentacles wirthed as the body heaved and pulsated.
A few younger man crept closser to the pitt.
A tall funnel rose than a ivisible ray of heat leaped
from man to man and there was a bright glare as each
was instantly turned into fire.
Every tree and bush became a mass of flames at the
toutch of his savage unearthly heat ray.
People clawed their way off the Common and I ran too.
I felt I was being toyed with that I was on the very
verge of safety.
This mysterious death would leap after me and strike me
down.
At last I reached Maybury Hill and in the dim coolnes
of my home I wrote an account for my newspaper before I
sank intro a restless haunted sleep.
I awoke to alien sounds of hammering from the pit
and hurried to the railway station to buy the paper
Around me the daily routine of life
working-eating-sleeping
was continuing serenely as it had for countless years
On Horsell Common
the Martians continued hammering and stirring
sleepless indefatigable at work upon the machines
they where making
Now and again a light
like the beam of a warschip's searchlight
swept the Common and the heat ray was ready to follow
In the afternoon a company of soldiers came trough
and aployed along the edge of the Common to form a
cordon
That evening there was a violent crash
and I realize with horror
that my home was now in range of the Martian's heat ray
At dawn a falling star with a trail green mist
behind it landed with a flash like summer lightning
JOURNALIST: No one would have believed, in the last
years of the
nineteenth century, that human affairs were being
watched from the timeless worlds
of space.
No one could have dreamed we were being scrutinized, as
someone with a microscope
studies creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of
water. Few men even considered
the possibility of life on other planets and yet,
across the gulf of space, minds
immeasurably superior to ours regarded this Earth with
envious eyes, and slowly and
surely, they drew their plans against us.
At midnight on the twelfth of August, a huge mass of
luminous gas erupted from Mars
and sped towards Earth. Across two hundred million
miles of void, invisibly hurtling
towards us, came the first of the missiles that were to
bring so much calamity to Earth.
As I watched, there was another jet of gas. It was
another missile, starting on its way.
And that's how it was for the next ten nights. A flare,
spurting out from Mars - bright
green, drawing a green mist behind it - a beautiful,
but somehow disturbing sight. Ogilvy,
the astronomer, assured me we were in no danger. He was
convinced there could be no
living thing on that remote, forbidding planet.
"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million
to one," he said.
"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million
to one - but still they
come!"
JOURNALIST: Then came the night the first missile
approached Earth. It was thought
to be an ordinary falling star, but next day there was
a huge crater in the middle of the
Common, and Ogilvy came to examine what lay there: a
cylinder, thirty yards across,
glowing hot... and with faint sounds of movement coming
from within.
Suddenly the top began moving, rotating, unscrewing,
and Ogilvy feared there was a
man inside, trying to escape. he rushed to the
cylinder, but the intense heat stopped him
before he could burn himself on the metal.
"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million
to one," he said.
"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million
to one - but they still
come!"
"Yes, the chances of anything coming from Mars are a
million to one," he said.
"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million
to one - but they still come!"
It seems totally incredible to me now that everyone
spent that evening as
though it were just like any other. From the railway
station came the sound of
shunting trains, ringing and rumbling, softened almost
into melody by the distance. It all
Brave New World and Dead London
Then, on the ninth day, we saw the Martians eating. Inside the hood of their new machine they were drawing the fresh, living blood of men and women and injecting it into their own veins.
Nathaniel: Aah! It's a sign! I've been given a sign! They must be cast out, and I have been chosen to do it! I must confront them now!
Journalist: No, parson, no!
Nathaniel: Those machines are just demons in another form. I shall destroy them with my prayers. I shall burn them with my holy cross. I shall...
Journalist: The curious eye of a Martian appeared at the window slit, and a menacing claw explored the room. I dragged the parson down to the coal cellar. I heard the Martian fumbling at the latch. In the darkness I could see the claw touching things, walls, coal, wood, and then, it touched my boot. I almost shouted. For a time it was still, and then, with a click, it gripped something: the parson! With slow, deliberate movements, his unconscious body was dragged away, and there was nothing I could do to prevent it.
I crept to the blocked window slit and peered through the creeper. The Martians, and all their machinery, had gone! Trembling, I dug my way out and clambered to the top of the mound: not a Martian in sight! The day seemed dazzling bright after my imprisonment and the sky a glowing blue. Red weed covered every scrap of ground but a gentle breeze kept it swaying, and oh, the sweetness of the air.
The Journalist: The steamer began to move slowly away,
but on the landward horizon appeared the silhouette of
a fighting machine. Another came. And another. Striding
over hills and trees, plunging far out to sea and
blocking the exit of the steamer. Between them, lay the
silent, grey ironclad, Thunderchild. Slowly it moved
towards shore then, with a deafening roar and whoosh of
spray, it swung about and drove at full speed towards
the waiting Martians.
People: There were ships of shapes and sizes,
Scattered out along the bay,
and I thought I heard her calling,
As the steamer pulled away,
The invaders must have seen them,
As across the coast they filed,
Standin' firm between them,
There lay Thunder Child!
Moving swiftly through the waters,
Cannons blazing as she came,
Brought a mighty metal warlord,
CRASHING down in sheets of flame,
Sensing victory was nearing,
Thinkin' fortune must have smiled,
People started cheering,
"Come on Thunderchild!"
"Come on thunderchi hi i-i-ild"
The Journalist: The Martians released their black
smoke, but the ship sped on, cutting down one of the
tripod figures. Instantly, the others raised their heat
rays, and melted the Thunderchild's valiant heart.
People: Lashing ropes and smashing timbers,
Flashing heat rays pierce the deck,
Dashing hopes for our deliverence,
As we watched the sinking wreck!,
With the smoke of battle clearing,
Over graves in waves defiled,
Slowly disappearing,
Farewell Thunderchild,
Slowly disappearing,
Farewell Thunderchild!
Farewell Thunderchi-hi-i-i-ild,
Farewell Thunder-----Child, chi, chi, child!
The Journalist: When the smoke cleared, the little
steamer had reached the misty horizon and Carrie was
safe. But the Thunderchild had vanished forever, taking
with her Man's last hope for victory. The leaden sky
was lit by green flashes, cylinder following cylinder,
and noone and nothing was left now to fight them. The
Listen, do you hear them drawing near,
In their search for the sinners?
Feeding on the power of our fear,
And the evil within us.
Incarnation of Satan's creation of all that we dread,
When the demons arrive,
Those alive would be better off dead!
(Female)
There must be something worth living for,
There must be something worth trying for,
Even some things worth dying for,
And if one man can stand tall,
There must be some hope for us all,
Somewhere, somewhere in the spirit of man.
(Male)
Once there was a time when I believed,
Without hesitiation,
That the power of love and truth could conquer all,
In the name of salvation.
Tell me what kind of weapon is love when it comes to the fight?
And just how much protection is truth against all Satan's might?
(Female)
There must be something worth living for,
There must be something worth trying for,
Even some things worth dying for,
And if one man can stand tall,
There must be some hope for us all,
Somewhere, somewhere in the spirit of man.
(Dialogue)
(Female)
No, Nathaniel,
Oh no, Nathaniel,
No, Nathaniel, no,
There must be more to life,
There has to be a way,
We can restore to life,
The love we used to know.
Nathaniel, no,
There must be more to life,
There has to be a way,
We can restore to life,
The light that we have lost.
(Male)
Now darkness has descended on our land,
And all your prayers cannot save us,
Like fools we've let the Devil take command,
Of the souls that God gave us.
To the altar of evil like lambs to the slaughter we're led,
When the demons arrive the survivors will envy the dead!
(Female)
There must be something worth living for.
(Male)
No, there is nothing!
(Female)
There must be something worth trying for.
(Male)
I don't believe it's so.
(Female)
Even some things worth dying for,
If just one man can stand tall,
There would be some help for us all,
Somewhere, somewhere in the spirit of man.
(Dialogue)
(Female)
No, Nathaniel,
Oh no, Nathaniel,
No, Nathaniel, no,
There must be more to life,
There has to be a way,
We can restore to life,
The love we used to know.
Nathaniel, no,
There must be more to life,
There has to be a way,
We can restore to life,
The light that we have lost.
(Dialogue)
(Male)
There is a curse on Mankind,
We may as well be resigned,
To let the Devil,
JOURNALIST: No one would have believed, in the last
years of the nineteenth century, that human affairs
were being watched from the timeless worlds of space.
No one could have dreamed we were being scrutinized, as
someone with a microscope studies creatures that swarm
and multiply in a drop of water. Few men even
considered the possibility of life on other planets and
yet, across the gulf of space, minds immeasurably
superior to ours regarded this Earth with envious eyes,
and slowly and surely, they drew their plans against
At midnight on the twelfth of August, a huge mass of
luminous gas erupted from Mars and sped towards Earth.
Across two hundred million miles of void, invisibly
hurtling towards us, came the first of the missiles
that were to bring so much calamity to Earth. As I
watched, there was another jet of gas. It was another
missile, starting on its way.
And that's how it was for the next ten nights. A flare,
spurting out from Mars - bright green, drawing a green
mist behind it - a beautiful, but somehow disturbing
sight. Ogilvy, the astronomer, assured me we were in no
danger. He was convinced there could be no living thing
on that remote, forbidding planet.
SONG: "The chances of anything coming from Mars
Are a million to one," he said.
"The chances of anything coming from Mars
Are a million to one - but still they come!"
JOURNALIST: Then came the night the first missile
approached Earth. It was thought to be an ordinary
falling star, but next day there was a huge crater in
the middle of the Common, and Ogilvy came to examine
what lay there: a cylinder, thirty yards across,
glowing hot... and with faint sounds of movement coming
from within.
Suddenly the top began moving, rotating, unscrewing,
and Ogilvy feared there was a man inside, trying to
escape. he rushed to the cylinder, but the intense heat
stopped him before he could burn himself on the metal.
SONG: "The chances of anything coming from Mars
Are a million to one," he said.
"The chances of anything coming from Mars
Are a million to one - but still they come!"
"Yes, the chances of anything coming from Mars
Are a million to one," he said.
"The chances of anything coming from Mars
Are a million to one - but they still come!"
JOURNALIST: It seems totally incredible to me now that
everyone spent that evening as though it were just like
any other. From the railway station came the sound of
shunting trains, ringing and rumbling, softened almost
into melody by the distance. It all seemed so safe and
THE JOURNALIST: Again, I was on my way back to London -
through towns and villages that were blackened ruins,
totally silent, desolated, deserted. Man's empire had
passed away, taken swiftly and without error by these
creatures who were composed entirely of brain.
Unhampered by the complex systems that make up man, they
made and used different bodies according to their needs.
They never tired, never slept, and never suffered, having
long since eliminated from their planet the bacteria
The Earth under the Martians
The Red Weed and Parson Nathaniel
Journalist: Next day, the dawn was a brilliant, fiery red and I wandered through the weird and lurid landscape of another planet, for the vegetation which gives Mars its red appearance had taken root on Earth. As man had succumbed to the Martians, so our land now succumbed to the red weed.
JOURNALIST: No one would have believed, in the last
years of the nineteenth century, that human affairs
were being watched from the timeless worlds of space.
No one could have dreamed we were being scrutinized, as
someone with a microscope studies creatures that swarm
and multiply in a drop of water. Few men even
considered
the possibility of life on other planets and yet,
across the gulf of space, minds immeasurably superior
to ours regarded this Earth with envious eyes, and
slowly and surely, they drew their plans against us.
At midnight on the twelfth of August, a huge mass of
luminous gas erupted from Mars and sped towards Earth.
Across two hundred million miles of void, invisibly
hurtling towards us, came the first of the missiles
that were to bring so much calamity to Earth. As I
watched, there was another jet of gas. It was another
missile, starting on its way.
And that's how it was for the next ten nights. A flare,
spurting out from Mars - bright green, drawing a green
mist behind it - a beautiful, but somehow disturbing
sight. Ogilvy, the astronomer, assured me we were in no
danger. He was convinced there could be no living thing
on that remote, forbidding planet.
JOURNALIST (Sung): "The chances of anything coming from
Mars are a million to one," he said.
"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million
to one - but still they come!"
JOURNALIST: Then came the night the first missile
approached Earth. It was thought to be an ordinary
falling star, but next day there was a huge crater in
the middle of the Common, and Ogilvy came to examine
what lay there: a cylinder, thirty yards across,
glowing hot... and with faint sounds of movement coming
from within.
Suddenly the top began moving, rotating, unscrewing,
and Ogilvy feared there was a man inside, trying to
escape. He rushed to the cylinder, but the intense heat
stopped him before he even burned himself on the metal.
JOURNALIST (Sung): "The chances of anything coming from
Mars are a million to one," he said.
"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million
to one - but still they come!"
"Yes, the chances of anything coming from Mars are a
million to one," he said.
"The chances of anything coming from Mars are a million
to one - but still they come!"
JOURNALIST: It seems totally incredible to me now that
everyone spent that evening as though it were just like
any other. From the railway station came the sound of
shunting trains, ringing and rumbling, softened almost
into melody by the distance. It all seemed so safe and
PASADENA CONTROL: It's looking good. It's going good.
We're getting great pictures here at Nasa Control,
Pasadena. The landing-craft touched down on Mars 28
Kilometers from the aim-point. We're looking at a
remarkable landscape, littered with different kinds of
rocks - red, purple.... How 'bout that, Bermuda?
BERMUDA CONTROL: Fantastic! Look at the dune-field.
PASADENA CONTROL: Hey, wait. I'm getting a no-go signal.
Now I'm losing one of the craft. Hey, Bermuda, you
getting it?
BERMUDA CONTROL: No, I lost contact. There's a lot of
dust blowing up there.
PASADENA CONTROL: Now I've lost the second craft. We got
problems.
BERMUDA CONTROL: All contact lost, Pasadena. Maybe the
antenna's...
PASADENA CONTROL: What's that flare? See it? A green
flare, coming from Mars, kind of a green mist behind it.
It's getting closer. You see it, Bermuda? Come in,
Bermuda! Houston, come in! What's going on?
Tracking station 43, Canberra, come in Canberra! Tracking
station 63, can you hear me, Madrid? Can anybody hear me?
JOURNALIST: The torment was ended. The people scattered
over the country, desperate, leaderless, starved... the
thousands who had fled by sea - including the one most
dear to me - all would return. The pulse of life, growing
stronger and stronger, would beat again.
As life returns to normal, the question of another attack
from Mars causes universal concern. Is our planet safe,
or is this time of peace merely a reprieve? It may be
that, across the immensity of space, they have learned
their lessons and even now await their opportunity.
Perhaps the future belongs not to us - but to the
There were a dozen dead bodies in the Euston road,
their outlines softened by the black dust. All was
still, houses locked and empty, shops closed, but
looters had helped themselves to wine and food, and
outside a jewelers some gold chains and a watch were
scattered on the pavement.
Martian: Ulla!
I stopped, staring towards the sound. It seemed as if
that mighty desert of houses had found a voice for its
fear and solitude.
Martian: Ulla!
The desolating cry worked upon my mind. The wailing
took possession of me. I was intensely weary, footsore,
hungry and thirsty. Why was I wandering alone in this
city of the dead? Why was I alive when London was lying
in state in its black shroud? I felt intolerably
lonely, drifting from street to empty street, drawn
inexorably towards that cry.
Martian: Ulla!
I saw, over the trees on Primrose Hill, the fighting
machine from which the howling came. I crossed Regent's
Canal. There stood a second machine, upright, but as
still as the first.
Martian: Ulla!
Abruptly, the sound ceased. Suddenly the desolation,
the solitude, became unendurable. While that voice
sounded London still seemed alive. now suddenly there
was a change, the passing of something, and all that
remained was this gaunt quiet.
I looked up, and saw a third machine. It was erect and
motionless, like the others. An insane resolve
possessed me: I would give my life to the Martians,
here and now.
I marched recklessly towards the titan and saw that a
multitude of black birds were circling and clustering
about the hood. I began running along the road. I felt
no fear, only a wild, trembling exultation as I ran up
the hill towards the monster. Out of the hood hung red
shreds, at which the hungry birds now pecked and tore.
I scrambled up to the crest of Primrose hill, the
Martian's camp was below me. A mighty space it was, and
scattered about it, in their overturned machines, were
the Martians, slain after all man's devices had failed
by the humblest creatures on the earth: bacteria.
Minute, invisible, bacteria.
Directly the Invaders arrived and drank and fed, our
microscopic allies attacked them. From that moment -
A gypsy king with his gypsy queen.
They roamed this land.
Born in a wagon out on the trail.
Born in a storm of thunder and hail.
When lightening strikes in a gypsy's soul.
It lights a fire that's as hot as coal.
Chorus:
Gypsy king you were born to roam.
Gypsy king the road's your home.
Call up the spirits and bring down the rain.
Let the blood flow, through your gypsy veins.
Accused of alot, but did very little.
Caught in between somewhere and in the middle.
When gypsies come pulling into town.
Nobody seemed to want them around.
They ain't out to hurt no one.
They're just trying to get along.
They're a little different from you and me, and sometimes that's all it takes.
Repeat Chrous:
But now it's all over, and you no longer reign.
The blood don't flow through your gypsy veins.
And as you lie here all peaceful and quiet.
I know someday, you're gonna shake this ground.
Cause still gypsies come here from miles around.
To visit their king and queen here in this hallowed ground.
And as you lie here all peaceful and quiet, I know someday, you're gonna shake this ground.
Repeat Chorus:
We were two young boys, living on the same block.
Captain Kirk was my hero and his was Spock.
We were kids when life was fun.
We had no worries and we carried no guns.
Whatever happened to those old days?
Whatever happened to those old ways?
When all your friends were friends for life.
They all disappeared with Ol' Barney Fife.
Whatever happened, to the good ol' days?
When graduation finally came.
We were on our way it seemed.
Then Uncle Sam he called our names.
And our lives changed.
Now my friend he's not here, he didn't make it back home.
He died there in that jungle, but he did not die alone.
I made it back, it's been thirty years.
And time can't erase all the heartache and tears.
The politicians role the dice.
But they never have to pay the price.
Whatever happened to those old days?
Whatever happened to those old ways?
When all your friends were friends for life.
They all disappeared with Ol' Barney Fife.
Whatever happened, to the good ol' days?
As I kneel down today, to lay a flower on his grave.
I think of his sacrifice.
Hey man he gave his life.
Then I look at all the crime, on our streets today.
I wonder how can these good men die, and things turn
out this way.
Whatever happened to those old days?
Whatever happened to those old ways?
When all your friends were friends for life.
They all disappeared with Ol' Barney Fife.
Whatever happened, to the good ol' days?
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