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they had it coming bum bum bum
fat mama take the shotgun down
from the wall killing can be fun
mother of god in the death pen
true name is fame give it to me honey
give it to me the love that money
can buy jesus christ super star
bye bye american pie & rape
the guy, rape the ventriloquist’s
dummy she's dancing on a string
a marionette at the gallows
she sings as she swings one big world
full of no until it says yes
on everbody’s lips
her mouth stains the mirror with a kiss
we love each other in status quo
hare today goon tomorrow
walk right on through
& never know you were there
a flash in the pan a circus
isn’t it swell, isn’t it fun
dance with a machine gun
* after the movie musical of the same name a tribute to their theatrical talent.
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| Reviewed by Lori Moore |
1/2/2006 |
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| Well done. Enjoyed! |
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| Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater |
1/1/2006 |
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Retelling of two very public trials for murder in Chicago in 1924. Murder, greed, corruption, adultery, and jazz babies always make for an entertaining musical vaudeville. And we need to revive Edgar Bergen's dummy. The ventriloquist lives! Nice tribute to the actors, Robin. The stage is a poetic venue.
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