Wednesday, December 14, 2016

Mystery of the Gangster Ghost Part 8 murder mystery musical theatre stage play script

MYSTERY OF THE GANGSTER GHOST

PART 8


ACT 1 SCENE 6 - THE SONG OF THE TEMPERANCE UNION


(The whole cast or as many actors as desired can come out in

front of the curtain for the following song. The SINGERS

take turn with verses - with all of them singing the chorus

between each verse - all or part of this song can be done)


SINGER: We’re coming, we’re coming, our brave little band On the

right side of temp’rance we do take our stand. We don’t use

tobacco, because we do think That the people who use it are

likely to drink


CHORUS: Away, away, with rum, by gum, Rum by gum, rum by gum

Away, away, with rum, by gum, The song of the Temperance Union.


SINGER: We never eat fruitcake because it has rum, And one little

slice puts a man on the bum. Oh, can you imagine the pitiful

plight Of a man eating fruitcake until he gets tight?


CHORUS: Away, away, with rum, by gum, Rum by gum, rum by gum

Away, away, with rum, by gum, The song of the Temperance Union.


SINGER: A man who eats fruitcake lives a terrible life. He’s mean to

his children and beats on his wife. A man who eats fruitcake

dies a terrible death, With the odor of raisins and rum on

his breath!


CHORUS: Away, away, with rum, by gum, Rum by gum, rum by gum

Away, away, with rum, by gum, The song of the Temperance Union.


SINGER: We never eat cookies because they have yeast, And one little

bite turns a man to a beast. Oh, can you imagine the utter

disgrace Of a man in the gutter with crumbs on his face?


CHORUS: Away, away, with rum, by gum, Rum by gum, rum by gum

Away, away, with rum, by gum, The song of the Temperance Union.


SINGER: We never eat peaches because they ferment, And a peach will

ferment at the least little dent. Oh, can you imagine a

sight more obscene, Than a man getting tipsy on peaches and cream!


CHORUS: Away, away, with rum, by gum, Rum by gum, rum by gum

Away, away, with rum, by gum, The song of the Temperance Union.


SINGER: Beware of plum pudding, the kind that they light. They

drench it in brandy so it will ignite. The thought is

revolting to temperate folk, For people go blotto inhaling

the smoke.


CHORUS: Away, away, with rum, by gum, Rum by gum, rum by gum

Away, away, with rum, by gum, The song of the Temperance Union.


SINGER: We never touch coffee; it makes our eyes gleam, At least

when they add Irish whiskey and cream. Oh, can you imagine a

fate more unkind Than sluggin’ down coffee and going stone blind?


CHORUS: Away, away, with rum, by gum, Rum by gum, rum by gum

Away, away, with rum, by gum, The song of the Temperance Union.


SINGER: We never have backrubs because it’s a crime, And we will

oppose them in song and in rhyme. For an alcohol backrub is

worse than straight gin When you think of the liquor

absorbed through the skin.


CHORUS: Away, away, with rum, by gum, Rum by gum, rum by gum

Away, away, with rum, by gum, The song of the Temperance Union.


SINGER: Now if you go hiking and get sores on your feet, Don’t use

rubbing spirits as a means for to treat, ’Cause it seeps

through the pores of your feet by osmosis, And you end up by

having ten drunk little toesis.


CHORUS: Away, away, with rum, by gum, Rum by gum, rum by gum

Away, away, with rum, by gum, The song of the Temperance Union.


SINGER: We never eat cornflakes because they have malt, And we can’t

imagine a much greater fault. Oh, can you imagine a sight

that’s more droll Than a woman at breakfast slumped over her bowl!


CHORUS: Away, away, with rum, by gum, Rum by gum, rum by gum

Away, away, with rum, by gum, The song of the Temperance

Union.


(SINGERS exit except for PETE)


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