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Feed On Me (Acappella version)

IO
(possible short intro scene:)
 
A young innocent looking girl and a guy (or girl for that matter) dressed up as MJ (red coat and single white glove) wander on stage to the sound of howling and other spooky sounds. Possibly some smoke should come out from the wings.
 
(scene should be acted very over the top!)
 
G: Are you sure its safe to be walking by ourselves around this old, spooky and not very well maintained graveyard on such a cold and conspicuously horrifying night? Especially after what Mayor Jameson was saying...
 
MJ: Please child, do you really believe what that silly little man said? Its just some silly government conspiracy theory made up by some silly government conspiracy theorists trying to make up some silly gover...
 
G: Micheal. (stopping his rant)
 
MJ: Don't worry child, I'm here to protect you... theres nothing to be afraid of (howl from off stage). Listen, there was, and is no virus or biological weapon or whatever they were calling it, turning people into mindless...
 
G: Micheal... (scared of something off stage)
 
MJ: Decaying
 
(zombies start to shift on stage slowly)
 
G: Micheal...
 
MJ: Brain eating
 
G: Micheal! (getting very scared almost hiding behind MJ)
 
MJ: Festering
 
G: Micheal!
 
MJ: Putrid
 
G: MICHAEL! (frantic)
 
MJ: ...(pause, look at girl, but then just keep going) Ugly
 
G: Micheal!
 
MJ: Mutilated
 
G: Micheal... (getting annoyed)
 
MJ: Bad postured... (pause)
 
G: ... (fed up) MICHAEL!
 
MJ: ...yes child?
 
G: ZOMBIES!
 
ZOMBIES begin to advance and singing (As in the acappella version, for this first stanza Bases sing words, others ooh and ahh)

(VICTIM 1&2 are female, sop and alto. Probably with one dressed as MJ. VICTIM 3&4 are male, probably tenors)

 
ZOMBIES: Sometimes after death,
We all need brains, we all need marrow
But, because we are slow,
We always know, we could go hungry

VICTIM 1&2 (sop and alto?): 
Feed on me, when you’re not strong,
And I’ll be your prey, I’ll be your carrion
For it won’t be long,
‘till I'm gonna need somebody to feed on
 
(musical backing comes in, possibly just percussion, more victims enter)

VICTIM 3 (male, tenor):
Please, swallow my bile
If I have flesh, you must devour

VICTIM 1, 2 & 3: 
For no one can feel those of your bites
That don’t have power

VICTIMS 1, 2 & 3:
Feed on me, it isn't wrong,
To halt your decay
ZOMBIES: you'll be my prey
VICTIMS:
(guys): I'll be your carrion
(girls): (feed on me)
VICTIMS:
For it won’t be long,
‘till I'm gonna need 
ALL: somebody to feed on

VICTIM 4 (male, tenor)
You just gnaw on your brother, when you need a hand,
*indicates his hand*
ZOMBIES:
we all need somebody to feed on.
VICTIM 4:
I just might have a tasty pituitary gland,
ZOMBIES:
we all need somebody to feed on.

VICTIM 1&2:
If, you need a brain
To halt your decay, to stave away hunger
I'll bear all the pain,
I’ll lend my brain, if you just gnaw on me

VICTIMS: 
Feed on me, all the day long,
ZOMBIES:
And you'll be my prey, you'll be my carrion
ALL:
For it won't be long,
'till I'm gonna need somebody to feed on

VICTIM 3:
You just gnaw on your brother, I do not taste bland,
ZOMBIES: 
we all need somebody to feed on.
VICTIM 3:
I would like to be part of your dietry plan
ZOMBIES:
we all need somebody to feed on.

VICTIMS:
Feed on me, when you’re not strong,
And I’ll be your prey, I’ll be your carrion
ALL:
For it won’t be long,
‘till I'm gonna need somebody to feed on

(various singers can solo over the coda. Zombies when the victims are singing,
victims when the zombies are. During the coda the baseline zombies chant
"gnaw gnaw gnaw gnaw" as a baseline)

VICTIMS:
feed on me
you can feed on me
you can feed on me
you can feed on me
you can feed on me
you can feed on me
you can feed on me
you can feed-on-me

ZOMBIES:
feed on them
we can feed on them
we can feed on them
we can feed on them
we can feed on them
we can feed on them
we can feed on them
we can feed-on-them

VICTIMS:
feed on me
you can feed on me
you can feed on me
you can feed on me
you can feed on me
you can feed on me
you can feed on me
you can feed-on-me
 
Sometimes in our lives,
we all have pain, we all have sorrow.
But, if we are wise,
we know that there's always tomorrow.


Lean on me, when you’re not strong,
and I'll be your friend, I'll help you carry on.
For it won't be long,
'till I'm gonna need somebody to lean on.



 
Please, swallow your pride,
if I have made, you need to borrow.

 
For no one can feel those of your needs
that you won't let show.


Lean on me, when you’re not strong,
and I'll be your friend,
(I'll be your friend)

I'll help you carry on.
(feed on me)

For it won't be long,
'till I'm gonna need
somebody to lean on.


You just call on your brother when you need a hand,


we all need somebody to lean on.

I just might have a problem that you'll understand,

we all need somebody to lean on.


If, there is a load,
that you have to bear, that you can't carry,
I'm right up the road,
I'll share your load, if you just call me.


Lean on me, when you’re not strong,

and I'll be your friend, I'll help you carry on.

For it won't be long,
'till I'm gonna need somebody to lean on.


You just call on your brother when you need a hand,

we all need somebody to lean on.

I just might have a problem that you'll understand,

we all need somebody to lean on.


Lean on me, when you’re not strong,
and I'll be your friend, I'll help you carry on.

For it won't be long,
'till I'm gonna need somebody to lean on.






lean on me
you can lean on me
you can lean on me
you can lean on me
you can lean on me
you can lean on me
you can lean on me
you can lean-on-me


lean on me
you can lean on me
you can lean on me
you can lean on me
you can lean on me
you can lean on me
you can lean on me
you can lean-on-me


lean on me
you can lean on me
you can lean on me
you can lean on me
you can lean on me
you can lean on me
you can lean on me
you can lean-on-me

Ideas for the other songs that are layered into the mp3
I'm too Sexy (a victim):
I'm too sexy for my brain
Too sexy for my flesh
I'm too sexy for my life, life's going to leave me
I'm too sexy for my cat
Too sexy for my cat
I'm too sexy for my love, love's going to leave me

The Gambler (a zombie):
You've gotta know when to stalk'em, know when to chase'em
Know when to stumble and when to let 'em come
You never count your brain cells when your dinner's at the table
There'll be time enough for countin when the eating's done
You've gotta know when to hold'em, Know when to fold'em
Know when to walk away and know when to run
You never count your money when you're sitting at the table
There'll be time enough for countin when the dealing's done

WonderWall (a victim):
And maybe,
You're gonna be the one that eats me,
And after all
You're without a soul
And maybe,
you're gonna be the one that saves me
And after all
You're my wonderwall

I can't hear what the other songs are...
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Lean_On_Me.mp3
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Josh Pearse,
Sep 12, 2008, 9:30 PM
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