Sunday, 1 May 2011

A beginning?  An end?  The performers deliver this text in direct address, most of the time speaking alone, occasionally in chorus.  Perhaps to start they are lighting matches in the darkness, then picking up torches to illuminate their faces, then gradually they are lit from above or even below...

Is this enticing?

It was a night just like this night
When we said our goodbyes
Our toodlepips
Bade our farewells
Auf wiedersehen pet
Ciao ciao bella
Adieu
We had a calling
To travel to pastures new
To venture forth into the unknown
To journey to a land far far away
To voyage to the stars
We made our excuses
We took a gap year
We made the break
It was time to take a hike
Get on our bike..s
Hit the road Jack, and don’t you come back no more no more no more no more
We checked out
One by one…we discharged ourselves
We left the answering machine on
We left a calling card
We decided tele-transportation was the only way
We rode off into the sunset
We left you in the lurch
We left you in the pudding club
We jilted you at the altar
You were worried sick we’d had a car crash
(We had)
We resigned
(All of us)
(At the same time)
We forgot to clock out
It was a toilet break from which we never returned
We took early retirement
Incapacity benefit
Bribes
We got the hell out
(While the going was good)
We disappeared under mysterious circumstances
We thought sod it, let’s desert the sinking ship, there’s only rats here anyway
We crept away in the dead of night
We slinked off
Slunk?
It was time to abscond
Our numbers were up
We gave up the ghost
We passed on, we passed away, we kicked the bucket
We never stood a chance
We went boldly where no man had gone before
We gave you the slip
We flounced out
We’d never known a night like it and we didn’t fancy the journey home neither
We slung our hooks
We were evacuated, deported, extradited, ejaculated
We went into hiding
We melted into thin air
We were buried in mass graves
We were beaten to a pulp
We were burnt at the stake
We were dropped from planes
You can still find parts of us in the woods in shallow graves
We turned a corner just…
So we were just out of view
Just out of touch
We mosied on out
We abandoned ship
We executed the exit strategy
We were guillotined, quarantined, left for dead
We walked the plank
We bowed out
We left the building
We went into hiding
We hopped/ skipped/ jumped/ beat it
We scrammed, while our fearful heads were still on
We said we may be some time
We never left a note
We never said a word
Nobody knows what happened to us.


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