NARRATOR enters
NARRATOR: Tonight/This morning, offensive accents and jokes will be presented. War, The Holocaust and The Bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki will be mentioned. Self harm, suicide and death are prevalent themes in this musical. Tobacco and alcohol will be mentioned. This musical was based off of Hidekaz Himaruya's story, Hetalia. Each character is based off of a country, and we will be switching from time era to time era. We will be using songs from several different musicals, and you can look in your program to see what musical each song is from. Italy has been battered and broken throughout the years, yet for some reason, he only cares about pasta and optimism. And Germany… Italy loves Germany. A lot of countries love Germany… Germany just wants to sleep and eat, he doesn't care about the others too much. But Italy somehow still loves him.
ITALY enters.
ITALY: I love pasta and girls!
NARRATOR: It's true, he really does love pasta and girls. He eats a lot of carbs, probably more than he should.
GERMANY enters.
GERMANY: Let's make a gingerbread house today, okay?
NARRATOR: Germany loves wurst and beer. Soccer is his favorite pastime; it's really the only thing he ever is patriotic about.
JAPAN enters.
JAPAN: I ruv making perfectry normar things, such as erephants or computers, adorabre and miniature.
NARRATOR: Holograms are Japan's speciality, and he loves technology. This island country is intelligent and advanced, yet he still loves his ancient culture.
AMERICA enters, holding a beer bottle.
AMERICA: Yo dudes! Wanna go get drunk?
NARRATOR: America loves burgers, yet somehow, he stays so muscular. He has the body of a high school jock, really. God, that gives me some scary memories from third period gym class in the tenth grade.
BRITAIN enters with a cigarette in his mouth.
BRITAIN: Tea is my favorite drink, smoking is my favorite hobby.
NARRATOR: Britain loves tea, and it means so much to him. He's spent a lot of money on ale, tea and tobacco in the past.
FRANCE enters.
FRANCE: Wine, bread, soup, women! What else could a man want in this world?
NARRATOR: France, like Britain, loves smoking and alcohol. Well, he is European.
RUSSIA enters, chugging vodka.
RUSSIA: In my country, people hate each other silently.
NARRATOR: Russia is a shy and quiet man, but scary when angry. Never boss around the shy kid. That's one thing I also learned from third period gym class in the tenth grade.
CHINA enters.
CHINA: Eat anything with four legs but a chair, that's my motto! I'm a gourmand and willing to try new things!
NARRATOR: China is known for his delicious food, his several China Towns, and his beautiful and vast culture. He'll try anything new, especially food. His new pastime is annoying Japan and Hong Kong.
ALL COUNTRIES enter. NARRATOR exits.
JAPAN: Being a country rearry sucks, you know that? It's not easy! We get pushed around, and yerred at, and empires farr, and we're traumatized by events from the past, and we have to care about money and depressions, and war is-
GERMANY: It's alright, Japan. Calm down.
AMERICA: I agree with Japan!
Story of My Life from Shrek: The Musical
JAPAN:
RIFE IS DISAPPOINTING
WOE IS WHAT I KNOW
RIFE REARRY BROWS
THAT'S JUST HOW IT GOES
FOR ARR THE COUNTRIES
CHEATED BY THE WORRD
I JUST WANT WANT TO WAIR
THAT'S THE STORY OF MY RIFE, OH YEAH
THAT'S THE STORY OF MY RIFE
AMERICA:
STRIFE IS NEVER ENDING
PRUSSIA:
FALLEN FROM THE WORLD
(HOLY ROMAN EMPIRE: Amen, Prussia.)
CANADA:
I'M ALWAYS IGNORED
GREECE:
I'M SO FREAKING POOR
KOREA:
I SPLIT UP RECENTLY
THE UK:
LIFE IS BUT A WITCH HUNT
FINLAND:
SVEDEN'S FREAKING OUT
SVEDEN'S IN DISTRESS
GREECE:
THEY RIDICULED MY CATS
AMERICA:
THEY SAY THAT I AM FAT
POLAND: (Points to Germany)
HE TORE MY RED SEXY DRESS AND CALLED ME A HOT N' TRANNY MESS!
RUSSIA:
STORY OF MY LIFE
THE SOVIET UNION FELL
PRUSSIA:
YOU CAN'T BEAT ME
'CAUSE I MYSELF FELL
ALL:
THAT'S THE STORY OF MY LIFE
THAT'S THE STORY OF MY LIFE
ESTONIA:
I ALVAYS DREAMED I'D GET A HAPPY ENDING
AND THIS RIGHT HERE
NOT HOW IT GOES
FRANCE:
I ALWAYS DREAMED I'D GET A HAPPY ENDING
IF THIS IS IT
ALL:
IT BLOWS
IT BLOWS
IT BLOWS
RUSSIA: This is worse than the time I killed thousands!
AMERICA: Which one?
GERMANY: (Guiltily) Somehow you beat my record.
ALL:
STORY OF MY LIFE
ALL THE WASTED PRAYERS
ALL THE BROKEN DREAMS
AUSTRIA:
NO VUN EVEN CARES
ALL:
ALL THE DAMAGE DONE
ALL THE CRAZY WARS
ITALY:
ALL THE SCARY GUNS-A!
CANADA:
AND ALL THE NASTY GORE
ALL:
THAT'S THE STORY OF MY LIFE, YESSIR
THAT'S THE STORY OF MY LIFE, OY VEY
THAT'S THE STORY OF MY LIFE
ITALY:
Crap-a!
ALL exit except for BULGARIA, who stands center stage with a single spotlight on him.
BULGARIA: My name is Bulgaria...and...I love Germany! I love him! He was so kind to me during World War II, he didn't kill a single Jew from my country! Isn't that so sweet? He's so kind and caring and such a loving and accepting man. I just wish that he would notice me! He doesn't notice me, and I love him!
BULGARIA sits on the floor.
BULGARIA: (Sigh) Do I not look noticeable enough? I'm not a super small country. I'm not huge, either. You know what? Maybe I need to look more Bulgarian, more noticeable, more special and unique. I know! I could dye my hair green!
BULGARIA stands.
BULGARIA: That's just what I'll do! I'll dye my hair bright green, then Germany will have to notice me! Won't that be great?
BULGARIA exits. AUSTRIA enters, sitting down at his piano, beginning to play An Den Mond by Schubert. Suddenly, HUNGARY enters, interrupting him.
HUNGARY: Austria?
AUSTRIA: Vhat, Hungary?
HUNGARY: Vell...ah, nevermind, it's stupid.
AUSTRIA: Nein, vhat vere you going to say?
HUNGARY: No, really, it's stupid!
AUSTRIA: Hungary, just tell me!
HUNGARY: Okay, okay! Vell...I vas going to ask you…Vhat does it feel like?
AUSTRIA: Vhat does vhat feel like?
HUNGARY: Vhen you're playing that piano, vhen you perform live and everything, vhen you're up there vith the spotlight on you. Vhat does it feel like?
Electricity from Billy Elliot
AUSTRIA:
I CAN'T REALLY EXPLAIN IT
I HAVEN'T GOT THE VORDS
IT'S A FEELING THAT YOU CAN'T CONTROL
I SUPPOSE IT'S LIKE FORGETTING,
LOSING WHO YOU ARE
UND I DON'T KNOW VHAT IT IS
IT'S HARD TO TELL
IT'S LIKE THAT THERE'S SOME MUSIC PLAYING IN YOUR EAR
UND I'M LIST'NING UND I'M LIST'NING UND THEN I DISAPPEAR
UND THEN I FEEL A CHANGE
LIKE A FIRE DEEP INSIDE
SOMETHING BURSTING ME VIDE OPEN
IMPOSSIBLE TO HIDE
AND SUDDENLY I'M FLYING
FLYING LIKE A BIRD
LIKE ELECTRICITY
ELECTRICITY
SPARKS INSIDE OF ME
UND I'M FREE
I'M FREE
IT'S A BIT LIKE BEING ANGRY
IT'S A BIT LIKE BEING SCARED
CONFUSED UND ALL MIXED UP
UND MAD AS HELL
IT'S LIKE VHEN YOU'VE BEEN CRYING
AND YOU'RE EMPTY UND YOU'RE FULL
UND I DON'T KNOW VHAT IT IS
IT'S HARD TO TELL
IT'S LIKE THAT THERE'S SOME MUSIC PLAYING IN YOUR EAR
BUT THE MUSIC IS IMPOSSIBLE, IMPOSSIBLE TO HEAR
HUNGARY AND AUSTRIA:
BUT THEN I FEEL IT MOVE ME
LIKE A FIRE DEEP INSIDE
SOMETHING BURSTING ME VIDE OPEN
IMPOSSIBLE TO HIDE
UND SUDDENLY I'M FLYING, FLYING LIKE A BIRD
LIKE ELECTRICITY
ELECTRICITY
SPARKS INSIDE OF ME
UND I'M FREE, I'M FREE
Dance Break. HUNGARY and AUSTRIA waltz to a version of the original dance break, just played with classical instruments.
HUNGARY AND AUSTRIA:
ELECTRICITY
SPARKS INSIDE OF ME
UND I'M FREE, I'M FREE
OH, I'M FREE
HUNGARY: So that's vhat it feels like?
Lights out, then back on. CANADA enters.
CANADA: Hello, I'm Canada. Most people ignore me, or think that I'm America. I'm really nothing like my twin brother, though. You can tell that I'm Canada because of my free health care and lack of gun crime. I'm a peaceful country, and a lot of old people come to my country after they've retired. I like to drink coffee with maple syrup as a sweetener as I eat oatmeal and pancakes. I'm typically calm, but I get angry when it comes to hockey. Nobody can mess with my love for hockey.
AMERICA enters.
AMERICA: Yo dudes! I'm America!
CANADA exits.
AMERICA: Huh? What's that dude's problem?
AMERICA and CANADA exit. THE BALTIC TRIO enters.
how
ESTONIA: My name is Estonia.
LATVIA: I'm Latvia.
LITHUANIA: And I'm Lithuvania.
ESTONIA: My country is known for it's choir and love of computers. Although ve love computers, my internet is incredibly slow.
LATVIA: I love potatoes, and contrary to popular belief, my culture is more closely related to Germany's than Russia's. I invented jeans. Yeah, vithout me, you guys vould be pantsless. Be happy.
LITHUANIA: I'm Lithuvania, and I'm kind of shy, admittedly. I love choir, like Estonia and Latvia. If you look on Vikipedia, the only invention it says that I've made is the Euthanasia Coaster vhich is...vell, a roller coaster that kills it's passengers. I've invented much better things beside the Euthanasia Coaster, however.
ESTONIA: I really don't know vhy somebody vould make such a morbid creation.
LITHUANIA: It vas never made, just patented! A scale model of it, that's all.
LATVIA: Ve've seen vorse vith Russia.
ESTONIA: Don't remind me of Russia! He's so mean and cruel and stupid!
RUSSIA: (From backstage) Did I hear my na-ame?
ESTONIA: Ah! It's Mr. Russia!
ESTONIA grabs LATVIA'S arm, and THEY both exit.
LITHUANIA: Vait! Don't leave me!
RUSSIA enters.
RUSSIA: Lithuvania...I saw something yesterday. I don't think you'll like it.
LITHUANIA: Vhat is it, sir? I didn't forget my chores, did I?
RUSSIA: Nyet. You did well yesterday. Something happened. I saw Poland.
LITHUANIA: Oh, you've found him? I've been looking for him for about three years now!
RUSSIA: You won't like what I saw.
On the other side of the stage, GERMANY and POLAND enter. POLAND is wearing an Auschwitz uniform. GERMANY is dressed as a Nazi officer.
GERMANY: Get in there!
GERMANY shoves POLAND to the ground.
POLAND: Vhat do you vant from me?
GERMANY: You're filth, absolute filth, the epitome of filth. You know that? Jewish, gay and Polish! I shouldn't even be talking to you, really.
POLAND: Like you're vun to talk! Look at you and Japan.
GERMANY: Ve are not lovers.
RUSSIA: Germany put Poland into a concentration camp. The most infamous, in fact. He put him in Auschwitz.
LITHUANIA: Vhere's Poland now?! Tell me vhere Poland is!
RUSSIA: Patience, little country.
GERMANY: The point is, you're here. You vill vork until you die, vhich vill hopefully be soon.
GERMANY exits.
POLAND: It's so cold in here...Vill I ever see Lithuvania again?
Close Every Door To Me From Joseph And The Technicolor Dreamcoat
POLAND:
CLOSE EVERY DOOR TO ME
HIDE ALL THE VORLD FROM ME
BAR ALL THE VINDOWS
AND SHUT OUT THE LIGHT
DO VHAT YOU VANT VITH ME
HATE ME AND LAUGH AT ME
DARKEN MY DAYTIME
AND TORTURE MY NIGHT
IF MY LIFE VERE IMPORTANT I
VOULD ASK IF I LIVE OR DIE
BUT I KNOW THE ANSWERS LIE
FAR FROM THIS VORLD
CLOSE EVERY DOOR TO ME
KEEP THOSE I LOVE FROM ME
CHILDREN OF THESE CAMPS
ARE NEVER ALONE
FOR I KNOW I SHALL FIND
MY OWN PEACE OF MIND
FOR I HAVE BEEN PROMISED
SOME LOVE OF MY OWN
PRISONERS: (Backstage)
CLOSE EVERY DOOR TO ME
HIDE ALL THE VORLD FROM ME
BAR ALL THE VINDOWS
AND SHUT OUT THE LIGHT
POLAND:
JUST GIVE ME A NUMBER
INSTEAD OF MY NAME
FORGET ALL ABOUT ME
AND LET ME DECAY
I DO NOT MATTER
I'M ONLY ONE PERSON
DESTROY ME COMPLETELY
THEN THROW ME AVAY
IF MY LIFE VERE IMPORTANT
I VOULD ASK VILL I LIVE OR DIE
BUT I KNOW THE ANSWER LIE
FAR FROM THIS VORLD
POLAND and PRISONERS:
CLOSE EVERY DOOR TO ME
KEEP THOSE I LOVE FROM ME
CHILDREN OF THESE CAMPS
ARE NEVER ALONE
FOR VE KNOW VE SHALL FIND
OUR OWN PEACE OF MIND
FOR VE HAVE BEEN PROMISED
A LAND OF OUR OWN!
LITHUANIA: That's awful! Russia, tell me he's okay! Tell me he's okay, tell me he's okay!
RUSSIA: I found him, and the Nazis tried to burn the camp before we got there. I found him, thin, barely alive, hiding. I got him and the other prisoners out of there.
LITHUANIA: He's alive?
RUSSIA: Barely.
RUSSIA and POLAND exit. LITHUANIA sits on the stage floor.
LITHUANIA: Poland...God, Poland...Poland, I vant to see you.
LITHUANIA puts his hands together in a praying position.
LITHUANIA: Dear God, please...I vant to see Poland again. I vant to see him healthy and loved and cared for. Let me see Poland, please! I vant to see Poland. I love him like a brother. God, I miss Poland. A-Amen. (Sighs)
Where is Love from Oliver!
LITHUANIA:
VHERE IS LOVE?
DOES IT FALL FROM SKIES ABOVE?
IS IT UNDERNEATH THE VILLOW TREE
THAT I'VE BEEN DREAMING OF?
VHERE IS HE?
WHO I CLOSE MY EYES TO SEE?
VILL I EVER KNOW THE SVEET HELLO
THAT'S MEANT ONLY FOR ME?
WHO CAN SAY VHERE HE MAY HIDE?
MUST I TRAVEL FAR AND VIDE
'TIL I AM BESIDE THE SOMEONE WHO
I CAN MEAN
SOMETHING TO
VHERE?
VHERE IS LOVE?
POLAND enters, sick and in a now tattered and burnt Auschwitz uniform.
POLAND: (Cough) Lithuvania?
LITHUANIA: Poland? Poland!
LITHUANIA stands, hugging POLAND tightly.
LITHUANIA: You don't know how much I've missed you. Look how thin you've grown! I need to cook food for you, you're so sickly and pale. You've got dirt smudged on your face, you're all tattered and...and ill! Poland, oh, Poland, how I've missed you!
POLAND: (Coughs) I've missed you...so much, Lithuvania. Like, every day I thought of (Coughs) you.
LITHUANIA: Oh, Poland! Poland, don't you ever leave me again.
Scene change. GERMANY, JAPAN and ITALY all sit together, wearing modern clothing. (GERMANY has a white t-shirt and jeans, JAPAN has a kimono and ITALY has a white suit.)
GERMANY: They judge me, they all judge me. I admit, vhat I did vas awful, absolutely awful. There is nothing that can rectify vhat happened. I'm over that, though. You don't see a red armband around my arm and you don't see a svastika on my clothes. I'm very accepting now. I didn't choose the life I live. I vish I could start all over again. I vish my life didn't exist.
JAPAN: Don't say that, Germany. Without you...I don't know where Itary and I wourd be. You matter so much to me.
GERMANY: Thank you, Japan.
ITALY: I relied on you during World War II.
GERMANY: But that's my point. A lot of people relied on me during Vorld Var II, even people I barely knew, like Bulgaria. But I vas awful. I...I hurt so many! I vish I vas somebody else.
JAPAN: But...Germany...If you were somebody erse, who would you be?
Who I'd Be from Shrek: The Musical
GERMANY:
I GUESS I'D BE A HERO
VITH SWORD AND ARMOR CLASHING
LOOKING SEMI-DASHING
A SHIELD VITHIN MY GRIP
OR ELSE I'D BE A VIKING
UND LIVE A LIFE OF DARING
VHILE SMELLING LIKE A HERRING
UPON A VIKING SHIP
I'D SAIL AVAY
I'D SEE THE VORLD
I'D REACH THE FARTHEST REACHES
I'D FEEL THE VIND
I'D TASTE THE SALT AND SEA
UND MAYBE STORM SOME BEACHES
THAT'S WHO I'D BE
THAT'S WHO I'D BE
OR I COULD BE A POET
UND VRITE A DIFFERENT STORY
VUN THAT TELLS OF GLORY
UND VHIPES AVAY THE LIES
INTO THE SKIES I'D THROW IT
THE STARS VOULD DO THE TELLING
THE MOON VOULD HELP VITH SPELLING
UND NIGHT VOULD DOT THE I'S
I'D VRITE A VERSE
RECITE A JOKE
VITH VIT UND PERFECT TIMING
I'D SHARE MY HEART, CONFESS THE THINGS I YEARN
AND DO IT ALL VHILE RHYMING
BUT VE ALL LEARN, BUT VE ALL LEARN
A NATION ALVAYS HURTS
A NATION'S FATE IS KNOWN
A NATION ALVAYS STAYS IN THE DARK
UND ALL ALONE
SO YES, I'D BE A HERO
UND IF MY VISH VERE GRANTED
LIFE VOULD BE ENCHANTED
GERMANY, ITALY and JAPAN:
OR SO THE STORIES SAY
OF COURSE I'D BE A HERO
GERMANY:
UND I VOULD SCALE A TOWER
TO SAVE A HOT-HOUSE FLOWER
GERMANY, ITALY and JAPAN:
AND CARRY HER AVAY
BUT STANDING GUARD VOULD BE A BEAST
I'D SOMEHOW OVERVHELM IT
I'D GET THE GIRL
I'D TAKE A BREATH
AND I'D REMOVE MY HELMET
VE'D STAND AND STARE
VE'D SPEAK OF LOVE
VE'D FEEL THE STARS ASCENDING
VE'D SHARE A KISS I'D FIND MY DESTINY
GERMANY:
I'D HAVE A HERO'S ENDING
A PERFECT HAPPY ENDING
THAT'S HOW IT VOULD BE
A BIG BRIGHT BEAUTIFUL VORLD
BUT NOT FOR ME
JAPAN:
A NATION ARWAYS HURTS
ITALY:
A NATION'S FATE IS KNOWN
GERMANY:
A NATION ALVAYS STAYS IN THE DARK
JAPAN and GERMANY:
AND ALL ALONE
ITALY:
YOU'RE ALL ALONE
GERMANY and ITALY:
SO YES, I'D BE A HERO
AND IF MY WISH WERE GRANTED
JAPAN:
AND I KNOW HE'RR APPEAR
GERMANY and ITALY:
LIFE WOULD BE ENCHANTED
OR SO THE STORIES SAY
JAPAN:
'CAUSE THERE ARE RURES AND THERE ARE STRICTURES
GERMANY and ITALY:
OF COURSE I'D BE A HERO
AND I WOULD SCALE A TOWER
JAPAN:
I BERIEVE THE STORY BOOKS I READ
GERMANY and ITALY:
AND SAVE A HOT-HOUSE FLOWER
AND CARRY HER AWAY
JAPAN:
BY CANDERRIGHT!
GERMANY, ITALY and JAPAN:
A PERFECT HAPPY ENDING
THAT'S HOW IT SHOULD BE!
GERMANY: (Sigh) That's only a silly pipedream, though. Nothing like that vould ever happen.
ITALY: Of course-a not. It would never be like-a that.
JAPAN: If onry.
Scene change. NARRATOR and NORWAY enters.
NORWAY: I invented the paperclip. No mental illness goes unnoticed in Norway.
NARRATOR: So, Norway is super smart when it come to mental illness. A lot of severely mentally ill people go to Norway for treatment.
DENMARK enters.
DENMARK: I'm like the big brother of the Nordics!
NARRATOR: Denmark is a former viking, and often butts heads with Sweden. Denmark is extremely loud and obnoxious.
FINLAND enters, giggling.
FINLAND: I love singing and dancing and saunas and Christmas!
NARRATOR: Finland is a fun-loving, sauna-loving man who's often ignored. His culture is so weird compared to the other Nordics. He's really nothing like them, in fact, his culture is closer to The Baltics or Hungary than Germany.
SWEDEN enters.
SWEDEN: My name is Sveden…
NARRATOR: Sweden's scary! Sweden is extremely intelligent and loves Ikea. In a past war, Denmark hit Sweden hard enough in the head to screw up his speech center, causing Sweden to mumble and rarely speak. Despite how awkward Sweden appears, Sweden is incredibly kind and caring, especially toward Finland. Sweden may look terrifying, but he's incredibly shy and sweet.
ICELAND enters.
ICELAND: Of course I'm last, I'm always last. You guys don't even notice me, do you?
NARRATOR: Iceland is a surly young boy who hates Denmark. Then again, who doesn't hate the Danish? Iceland is an angsty teenager who's Norway's little brother. Although Iceland is geographically far away from the others, his culture is just like the other Nordics.
NARRATOR exits, and all THE NORDICS begin squabbling and fighting, overlapping each other.
DENMARK: I didn't hit you that hard, Sveden, stop being a whimp!
FINLAND: Be nice to Sveden!
SWEDEN: Hn.
NORWAY: Call me your big brother.
ICELAND: No.
NORWAY: Say it.
ICELAND: No!
FINLAND: Norway, stop bugging Iceland!
NORWAY: I'm not bugging Iceland.
DENMARK has SWEDEN in a choke-hold.
DENMARK: I'll kill you, Ice-man!
SWEDEN: Jerk.
SWEDEN squirms away from DENMARK'S hold.
FINLAND: Mr. Sveden!
NORWAY: Fighting isn't good for the body, or the mind.
DENMARK: Shut up!
ICELAND: I'm so sick of this family! I feel like a white sheep in a group of black sheeps. Why am I the only normal one?
DENMARK: Quiet, shrimp!
DENMARK, NORWAY and ICELAND exit while fighting.
FINLAND: They're all kind of crazy, aren't they, Mr. Sveden?
SWEDEN: J-Ja.
FINLAND: I hope some day that...that I get out of that group. What do you say, Sveden? You and I escape?
SWEDEN: Vhat? No, ve couldn't.
FINLAND: Oh come on, just for a week or so. Let's go out there! Maybe to Berlin or see The Nile or The Euphrates River! Maybe we could see New York City. How does that sound? I'm sick of being cooped up in this cold little country, I want to see something new!
SWEDEN: Vell…
FINLAND: What do you say, Sveden? How does...Vietnam sound?
SWEDEN: It sounds great.
FINLAND: Really? Oh, Sveden!
FINLAND kisses SWEDEN on the cheek.
FINLAND: I'll go pack the bags!
FINLAND exits.
SWEDEN: He kissed me...He really kissed me…
Love Changes Everything from Aspects of Love
SWEDEN:
LOVE
LOVE CHANGES EVERYTHING
HANDS AND FACES
EARTH AND SKY
LOVE
LOVE CHANGES EVERYTHING
HOW YOU LIVE AND
HOW YOU DIE
LOVE
CAN MAKE A SUMMER FLY
OR A NIGHT
SEEM LIKE A LIFETIME
YES, LOVE
LOVE CHANGES EVERYTHING
NOW I TREMBLE
AT YOUR NAME
NOTHING IN THE
VORLD WILL EVER
BE THE SAME
LOVE
LOVE CHANGES EVERYTHING
DAYS ARE LONGER
VORDS MEAN MORE
LOVE
LOVE CHANGES EVERYTHING
PAIN IS DEEPER
THAN BEFORE
LOVE
VILL TURN YOUR VORLD AROUND
AND THAT VORLD
VILL LAST FOREVER
YES, LOVE
LOVE CHANGES EVERYTHING
BRINGS YOU GLORY
BRINGS YOU SHAME
NOTHING IN THE
VORLD VILL EVER
BE THE SAME!
SWEDEN: Look at me, speaking of love. Vhat a fool I am!
NARRATOR enters.
NARRATOR: That was a lot of talking for a man with a damaged speech center.
NARRATOR and SWEDEN exit.
GERMANY enters.
GERMANY: Time to read manuals and drink beer. My favorite.
ITALY enters.
ITALY: Hey, Germany!
GERMANY: Oh… Hallo, Italy.
ITALY: Want to play-a soccer?
GERMANY: Nein, I'm reading.
ITALY: Alright-a!
ITALY sits down and impatiently squirms.
ITALY: Do you want to play-a soccer now-a?
GERMANY: Italy…
ITALY: What about now-a?
GERMANY: Italy, I'm not in the mood for your g-
ITALY: You seem-a agitated.
GERMANY: Ach, of course I'm agitated! You're bugging me and interrupting-
ITALY: You've been agitated for months-a. Is it Japan?
GERMANY: Vhat about Japan!?
ITALY: It's okay to like-a men.
GERMANY: I don't like men!
ITALY: I'm not saying you do, I'm-a just saying that if you did like-a men, that-a be okay with-a me!
If You Were Gay from Avenue Q
ITALY:
IF YOU WERE GAY
THAT'D BE OKAY
I MEAN 'CAUSE, HEY
I'D LIKE YOU ANYWAY
BECAUSE YOU SEE
IF IT WERE ME
I WOULD FEEL FREE TO SAY
THAT I WAS GAY
BUT I'M NOT GAY
GERMANY: I svear, I'm going to kill your little damn Italian a-
ITALY:
IF YOU WERE QUEER
GERMANY: I'm not gay!
ITALY:
I'D STILL BE HERE
YEAR AFTER YEAR
GERMANY: Italy!
ITALY:
BECAUSE YOU'RE DEAR TO ME
GERMANY: Listen, you stupid-
ITALY:
AND I KNOW THAT YOU
WOULD ACCEPT ME TOO
GERMANY: I vould?
ITALY:
IF I TOLD YOU TODAY
"HEY GUESS WHAT?
I'M GAY!"
BUT I'M NOT GAY
GERMANY: You're not?
ITALY:
I'M HAPPY
JUST BEING WITH YOU
SO WHAT SHOULD IT MATTER TO ME
WHAT YOU DO IN BED WITH GUYS?
GERMANY: Italy, that is revolting and disgusting!
ITALY: No it's not!
IF YOU WERE GAY
I'D SHOUT HOORAY!
AND HERE I'D STAY
BUT I WOULDN'T GET IN YOUR WAY
GERMANY: So vhy are you in my vay now?!
ITALY:
YOU CAN COUNT ON ME
TO ALWAYS BE
BESIDE YOU EVERY DAY
TO TELL YOU IT'S OKAY
YOU WERE JUST BORN THAT WAY
AND AS THEY SAY
IT'S IN YOUR DNA,
YOU'RE GAY!
GERMANY: But I'm not gay!
ITALY:
IF YOU WERE GAY!
GERMANY: Ach!
Scene change. BRITAIN, ROMANIA, and NORWAY frolick onstage.
NORWAY: Magic!
BRITAIN: Harry Potter!
ROMANIA: Mythical creatures!
NORWAY: We're The Magical Trio!
ROMANIA: I'm Romania!
BRITAIN: Britain!
NORWAY: Norway!
ROMANIA: I'm known for vampires and such! Transylvania and all. I'm more than just vampires, though. I'm also known for my ghosts!
BRITAIN: I'm known for my magic and especially Harry Potter. My magic is both black and white!
NORWAY: I'm known for all my trolls, elves and fairies. Tiny creatures that can ruin your life, like me.
Quick scene change. HUNGARY is sitting center stage with a single spotlight on her, dressed in male clothing.
HUNGARY: Austria's a good man. He's a good husband, too. He just doesn't realize that I'm not a woman. I...I don't feel like a woman, at least. I feel like a man. I am a man. I'm a man! I just wish that he'd realize that.
Reflection from Mulan
HUNGARY:
LOOK AT ME
I MAY NEVER PASS FOR A PERFECT BRIDE
OR A PERFECT DAUGHTER
CAN IT BE
I'M NOT MEANT TO PLAY THIS PART?
NOW I SEE
IF I VEAR A MASK I CAN FOOL THE VORLD
BUT I CANNOT FOOL MY HEART
WHO IS THAT GIRL I SEE
STARING STRAIGHT
BACK AT ME?
VHY IS MY REFLECTION SOMEONE
I DON'T KNOW?
SOMEHOW I CANNOT HIDE
WHO I AM
THOUGH I'VE TRIED
VHEN VILL MY REFLECTION SHOW
WHO I AM INSIDE?
WHO IS THAT GIRL I SEE
STARING STRAIGHT
BACK AT ME?
VHY IS MY REFLECTION SOMEONE
I DON'T KNOW?
SOMEHOW I CANNOT HIDE
WHO I AM
THOUGH I'VE TRIED
VHEN VILL MY REFLECTION SHOW
WHO I AM INSIDE?
VHEN VILL MY REFLECTION SHOW
WHO I AM INSIDE?
AUSTRIA enters.
AUSTRIA: Hungary? Vhat vould you like for dinner?
HUNGARY: Oh, hello, Austria. I don't know. Make vhatever you vant, I'm not in the mood to eat.
AUSTRIA sits by HUNGARY.
AUSTRIA: You really should eat, Hungary. Food is good for you, sveetie.
HUNGARY: Austria, I'm not a voman. I don't belong in this dress. I've kept it a secret from you for too many years, and I simply cannot hold back any more. I'm a man. I don't belong in frilly dresses or nail polish or makeup. It's not me. I vould much rather vear pants than a skirt and I can't stand this flower in my hair. I don't like my hair long, I don't like the body that I vas given. I don't like this at all, Austria. I need a new body. I thought you should know considering...vell, you're my husband.
AUSTRIA: Hungary, I've been hiding something for all these years for much too long, too. I'm overjoyed that you told me that you're a man because...I'm gay.
HUNGARY: Oh, sveetie, I alvays knew that.
Beat. AUSTRIA and HUNGARY share a passionate kiss.
Scene change. SWEDEN is self-harming while crying.
SWEDEN: This is for the fact that Finland vill never love me...This is for the fact that Denmark hates me...This is for the fact that everybody's afraid of me...This is for the fact that-
FINLAND enters, and immediately screeches.
FINLAND: Sveden, look what you've done to yourself! Norway! Norway, come here! Norway, Norway!
NORWAY enters.
NORWAY: Wha- Oh my goodness!
NORWAY grabs the self-harm tool from SWEDEN.
NORWAY: Sveden! Look at your wrist, look how much you've bled!
DENMARK and ICELAND enter.
DENMARK: Sveden...Why? Why, man? Why would you do that to yourself?
SWEDEN: Everybody, stop making a big deal out of it.
FINLAND: It's a very big deal!
NORWAY: How long has this been going on for?
DENMARK: Why would you do that, man?
ICELAND: Sveden...we love you.
NORWAY: Sveden, how long have you been doing this for?
SWEDEN: Three years…
FINLAND: Three years!?
DENMARK: Three years… That's just...awful. Why, Sveden?
SWEDEN: Everybody's afraid of me. Vhen vas the last time somebody hugged me? Vhen? Can any of you name a time?
Pause.
SWEDEN: Exactly.
NORWAY immediately hugs SWEDEN. ICELAND, FINLAND and DENMARK join in hugging SWEDEN.
Scene change. PRUSSIA, SPAIN and FRANCE sit together. SPAIN is playing a videogame and FRANCE is reading. PRUSSIA is cheering SPAIN on.
PRUSSIA: Yeah! Kill that monster! Booyah! That's awesome!
SPAIN: Yeah, yeah! Got it! Now to the dungeon!
FRANCE: Guys, don't you think we need to do something beside playing video games and rereading famous books from our countries?
SPAIN: Isn't that the twenty sixth time you've read The Hunchback of Notre Dame?
FRANCE: Twenty seventh.
PRUSSIA: Ve need to get lives.
SPAIN: We do.
PRUSSIA: Ve could bug Germany?
FRANCE: Naw, bugging your little brother got boring after a really long time, Prussia.
PRUSSIA: We could annoy Canada?
FRANCE: Don't touch Canada!
PRUSSIA: Vhat about South Italy?
SPAIN: No!
PRUSSIA: You guys are no fun!
SPAIN: I aim for practical, not fun.
PRUSSIA: Vhich is vhy ve're sitting in your basement playing videogames.
SPAIN: Exactly.
FRANCE: I know! Let's gossip!
SPAIN: You're such a girl, France!
FRANCE: All Frenchmen are. C'mon! Okay, so, I heard that Germany has a crush on Japan?
PRUSSIA: My brother's gay?
FRANCE: Well, he at leasts like men.
PRUSSIA: That's what gay means, France.
SPAIN: No, no, he could be bisexual.
PRUSSIA: I have nothing against gays, I'm just saying...my brother? Gay? He's the vun that in Vorld Var II, killed-
FRANCE: We get it, you and your brother were Nazis and homophobic, racist jerks. We know that.
PRUSSIA: Should I ask Germany about it? About his...crush on Japan?
SPAIN: It's a bit rude to ask but…
PRUSSIA: As an older brother, I feel like it's my duty to protect and care for my brother, even if that includes invading his privacy.
FRANCE: Japan's a real nice man, there's nothing to worry about.
PRUSSIA: Vhat if Japan's straight? I don't vant my little brother hurt! I love Germany!
FRANCE: I'll gossip around to find out Japan's sexuality.
PRUSSIA: And I'll talk to my brother.
SPAIN: And I'll do absolutely nothing but eat churros and playing the next video game I want to play, and I kind of want to play Mario Kart so I think that's what I'll do…
PRUSSIA: Alright boys. Let's get to work!
Scene change. GERMANY and ITALY and talking casually.
GERMANY: Wurst really is good, isn't it?
ITALY: It hardly counts as food-a!
PRUSSIA enters.
PRUSSIA: Germany, are you gay?
GERMANY: Excuse me!? You can't just barge into a conversation and ask...such a question!
PRUSSIA: So are you?
GERMANY: Nein, don't be ridiculous!
ITALY: He has a crush on Japan!
GERMANY: Nein!
PRUSSIA: I knew it.
GERMANY: Nein!
PRUSSIA: It's okay to be gay, you know.
GERMANY: But I'm not! It's ridiculous to think that I have a crush on such a man like Japan!
ITALY: I think Japan is a very attractive man.
GERMANY: Vell...I mean, nein!
PRUSSIA: You like him, don't you?
GERMANY: Does it matter? Vhat's vrong vith it, huh!?
PRUSSIA: Nothing is vrong vith it. I just vish you had told me sooner. I don't know vhy you didn't. I vish you vould understand that I'm your older brother and I'll love you no matter vhat. I love you, Germany.
Scene change. ITALY dances on stage.
ITALY: (Singing) Capra, capretta, che bruchi tra l'erbetta vuoi una manciatina di sale da cucina? Il sale é salato, il bimbo é nel prato,la mamma é alla fonte, il sole é sul monte,sul monte é l'erbetta, capra, capretta!
ITALY: It's time-a to make pasta!
GERMANY enters, tiredly.
GERMANY: Vhy do you still live vith us? You're no longer part of the Axis.
ITALY: I'm trying to cheer-a you up! You look-a so sad.
GERMANY: Italy, I'm not safe to be around.
ITALY: Hm?
GERMANY: My country isn't stable anymore. Neither is my mind. I don't vant to hurt you. I vant you to leave...now.
ITALY: Germany, but...you don't seem unstable, just depressed.
GERMANY: Italy, leave. Now!
ITALY: Germany?
GERMANY: Pack up your things and leave as fast as you can. I'm doing this for you.
ITALY: I don't want-a to leave!
GERMANY: How stupid can you get? Did you not hear me? I'm doing this for you. Get out. Now! I'm not stable, get out!
ITALY: Alright-a. I-If you insist. Will-a you and Japan-a be alright-a?
GERMANY: Ja, just go!
ITALY: A-Alright-a
ITALY hurriedly exits. GERMANY sighs, looking broken down.
GERMANY: Vhat have I done? Vhat have I done, dear god, vhat have I done?
No Way Out from Brother Bear
GERMANY:
EVERYVHERE I TURN
I HURT SOMEONE
BUT THERE'S NOTHING I CAN DO TO CHANGE
THE THINGS I'VE DONE
I'D DO ANYTHING VITHIN MY POWER
I'D GIVE EVERYTHING I'VE GOT
BUT THE PATH I SEEK IS HIDDEN FROM ME NOW
THERE'S NO VAY OUT
OF THIS DARK PLACE
NO HOPE, NO FUTURE
I KNOW I VON'T BE FREE
BUT I CAN'T SEE ANOTHER VAY
OH, I CAN'T FACE ANOTHER DAY
MY PEOPLE, I LET YOU DOWN
YOU TRUSTED ME, BELIEVED IN ME
AND I LET YOU DOWN
OF ALL THE THINGS I HID FROM YOU
I CANNOT HIDE THE SHAME
AND I PRAY SOMEONE, SOMETHING
VILL COME TO TAKE AVAY THE PAIN
THERE'S NO VAY OUT
OF THIS DARK PLACE
NO HOPE, NO FUTURE
I KNOW I CAN'T BE FREE
BUT I CAN'T SEE ANOTHER VAY
OH, I CAN'T FACE ANOTHER DAY
GERMANY sighs, grabbing his luger from his belt. With trembling hands, he holds it up to his head and...right before he can do any harm to himself, JAPAN stumbling in, shaking and disheveled. His kimono is burnt, and he has burn marks all over his face. GERMANY drops the weapon, and goes to help JAPAN.
GERMANY: Japan, vhat happened? Vhat happened? Japan!
JAPAN weakly falls into GERMANY'S arms.
GERMANY: Nein, Japan!
GERMANY gently sets JAPAN on the ground.
ca is severely confused when it comes to what to do with his goverment.
AMERICA: (As Republican) Gay marriage is against my religion.
AMERICA: (As Democrat) But...this country is run under your religion. We live in a free country, you know that. Freedom of religion, no?
GERMANY: Japan, vhat happened to you?
JAPAN: (Coughs) ...Hiroshima...Hiroshima...Hiroshima was...bombed… (Coughs) Help me, Germany…
GERMANY: Nein! Nein, who did this to you?
JAPAN: America…(Coughs) America...bombed...Hiroshima…That damn warugaki...bombed Hiroshima…
GERMANY: Of course he would, of course! Of course! I svear, vhen I get my hands on him, I'll-
JAPAN: Germany… (Coughs)
GERMANY: I'll take good care of you, Japan… You're going to be okay.
JAPAN starts to sit up.
GERMANY: Nein, don't sit up. You're vounded. You're losing a lot of blood. How could he do such a thing to you? How?
JAPAN suddenly cries out in pain, gripping GERMANY.
JAPAN: Aah! Nagasaki! Nagasaki! He's bombing Nagasaki! Atom bombs! Another atom bomb!
GERMANY: Nein! Nein, nein!
JAPAN: Germany...what if I die?
GERMANY: Nein, don't talk like that!
JAPAN: Germany, help me!
GERMANY: I can't! I don't know how! I can't call China, he's so angry at us and...Italy, what's Italy to do? He's so weak and...he's not even our ally anymore. Vhat am I to do? Who on earth can I call?
JAPAN: Germany… It's just you and...me now. (Coughs)
GERMANY: J-Ja. It's just us now, I'm afraid.
JAPAN: If I die… (Coughs) I ruv you. You're rike a brother to me. You care for me no matter what I've done. I ruv you. (Coughs) I don't want you to be arone. I can't reave you arone, I can't die. You're a wonderfur man and…(Coughs) I can't see you hurt anymore that you arready are.
GERMANY: Japan, I love you. I promise that you're going to make it because I won't let you die.
GERMANY carried JAPAN off stage. FRANCE and BRITAIN roll onto stage, fighting and clawing at each other.
FRANCE: Shut it, limey!
BRITAIN: At least I know how to make a decent cup of tea!
FRANCE: You wish!
BRITAIN: Jerk!
FRANCE: No hair pulling!
BRITAIN: Maybe if you cut your hair you wouldn't be so vulnerable!
FRANCE: Cut your eyebrows, trim them, shave them, something!
BRITAIN: I'm going to pull all of your beard hairs out of your chin!
FRANCE: At least my facial hair is on my chin, not above my eyes!
BRITAIN: Jerk!
FRANCE pauses, on top of BRITAIN.
FRANCE: Wait…
BRITAIN: What? Get off of me!
FRANCE: There's land...over there.
BRITAIN: I wanna see!
FRANCE: I shall call it Canada!
BRITAIN: That's a stupid name! I'll name it America!
FRANCE: That's a really stupid name!
GERMANY enters.
GERMANY: Hey, guys, I'm going to be your enemy in World War II in a few hundred years from now.
FRANCE: Oh, Britain. I love you!
BRITAIN: I love you, too!
Scene change. AMERICA sits on the ground, centerstage, wearing a Union uniform.
AMERICA: (As Union) (Singing softly) America, for spacious skies, for amber waves of grain. For purple mountain majesties, above the fruited plain. (Continues)
BRITAIN enters.
BRITAIN: America? You okay?
AMERICA: (As Confederate) I'm not okay. This foolish man wants to do all sortsa crazy things.
AMERICA: (As Union) I'm not crazy, nor am I foolish. I want to help people, I want to free the slaves.
BRITAIN: America?
AMERICA: (As Confederate) Which one are ya talkin' too?
BRITAIN: I want to talk to my little brother, the one I know and love!
AMERICA: (As Union) Help, Britain! Help me!
BRITAIN: Prussia! Prussia, come help! Help!
NARRATOR enters. AMERICA exits, and reenters wearing a WWII uniform.
NARRATOR: America was always one to fight with himself. He continued down this path later in life.
AMERICA: (As Pro-war) Kill the Japs! Kill the Japs living in our country! Don't let the Germans in here either, especially the Jews! Don't let any Un-American in our perfect country!
BRITAIN: America…
AMERICA: (As Anti-war) But...our country is the melting pot of culture, people and languages. If you don't allow the Japanese, Germans, Italians, or German Jews in, then we break the unwritten laws that our forefathers wrote for our country.
AMERICA: (As Pro-war) The Japs endanger us, don't you see? Brother, we're in danger. We must imprison the Japs.
AMERICA: (As Anti-war) (Sings) Where have all the flowers gone? Long time passing, where have all the flowers gone? Long time ago, where have all the flowers gone? The girls have picked them, everyone! When will you ever learn, oh when will you ever learn? (Continues)
BRITAIN: America, stop it!
AMERICA: (As Anti-war) Which one of us do you want to talk to? We're both America. Well, I more than him.
BRITAIN: France! Something's happening to America!
AMERICA exits, returning in modern-day clothing. He stands center stage.
NARRATOR: Even today, America's high confused.
AMERICA: (As Republican) Well...shut up!
AMERICA: (As Democrat) Our fore-fathers stated that every man is created equal. However, I don't really trust our fore-fathers because a lot of them had slaves, themselves.
BRITAIN: America! What are you doing?!
AMERICA: (As Republican) It denies the child a father or a mother! It's not natural, it's against nature! It's a sin. It's not a proper family, you know that?
BRITAIN: America! You of all people-
AMERICA: (As Democrat) Dear god, help me, Britain.
BRITAIN: Canada! Something's happening to America!
CANADA enters.
CANADA: I think he just has pent up anger because he has high gun crime and a lack of free health care.
BRITAIN: You think so?
CANADA: I know so.
Scene change. AMERICA is sleeping, singing in his sleep.
AMERICA: (Mumble-singing) Age of Aquarius, the age of Aquarius…
JAPAN enters, holding a stack of manga.
JAPAN: America? I brought the comics.
AMERICA wakes up.
AMERICA: Sweet, dude! What didja bring?
JAPAN: Let's see... Brack Butrer, Breach, Brue Exorcist, Kingdom Hearts, Ouran Highschoor Hostcrub, Naruto…
AMERICA: Oh, Black Butler! I love Black Butler! Sebastian's like, Superman!
JAPAN: The main character is much more than your petty Superman. His weakness is not a sirry rock, nor is Sebastian an arien.
AMERICA: My comics are awesome. Don't diss DC, man.
JAPAN: I do rike your Spiderman and your cartoon, Spongebob Squarepants. In fact, I rike a rot of your cartoons, rike Fair-ry Odd Parents. I arso rike The Incredibre Hurk.
AMERICA: Twinsies!
JAPAN: Twinsies? Is that yet another American srang-term that I haven't learned yet?
AMERICA: It means were're like, the same!
JAPAN: We are not the same. I am Japan, you are America.
AMERICA: (Sighs) No, no...You know what? Nevermind.
Scene change. PRUSSIA stands center stage.
PRUSSIA: I'm Prussia. I doubt all of you really know who I am, though. I've fallen from the world. I died. I came back to life in 2011, when the Nazi micronation, The New Prussian Empire was created. I...I used to be so much. I was a kingdom!
Memory from Cats
PRUSSIA:
MIDNIGHT
NOT A SOUND FROM THE PAVEMENT
HAS THE MOON LOST HER MEMORY?
SHE IS SMILING ALONE
IN THE LAMPLIGHT
THE VITHERED LEAVES COLLECT AT MY FEET
AND THE VIND BEGINS TO MOAN
MEMORY
ALL ALONE IN THE MOONLIGHT
I CAN SMILE AT THE OLD DAYS
I VAS POVERFUL THEN
I REMEMBER
A TIME I KNEW VHAT HAPPINESS VAS
LET THE MEMORY LIVE AGAIN
EVERY STREET LAMP
SEEMS TO BEAT A FATALISTIC VARNING
SOMEVUN MUTTERS AND A STREET LAMP GUTTERS
AND SOON IT VILL BE MORNING
GERMANY enters.
GERMANY: Prussia?
PRUSSIA: Germany, brother! I love you but...I must go.
GERMANY: Go vhere?
PRUSSIA: I can't live this life anymore.
GERMANY: Brother, nein!
PRUSSIA:
DAYLIGHT
I MUST VAIT FOR THE SUNRISE
I MUST THINK OF A NEW LIFE
AND I MUSN'T GIVE IN
VHEN THE DAWN COMES
TONIGHT VILL BE A MEMORY TOO
AND A NEW DAY VILL BEGIN
BURNT OUT ENDS OF SMOKY DAYS
THE STALE COLD SMELL OF MORNING
A STREET LAMP DIES, ANOTHER NIGHT IS OVER
ANOTHER DAY IS DAWNING
TOUCH ME
IT'S SO EASY TO LEAVE ME
GERMANY: Bruder, no! I love you, you can't do this.
PRUSSIA pulls out a gun from his pocket, pointing it at his head.
GERMANY: Bruder!
PRUSSIA:
ALL ALONE VITH THE MEMORY
OF MY DAYS IN THE SUN
GERMANY: Bruder!
PRUSSIA:
IF YOU TOUCH ME
YOU'LL UNDERSTAND VHAT HAPPINESS IS
GERMANY holds PRUSSIA's hands tightly.
GERMANY: Don't leave me alone, don't leave me alone!
PRUSSIA:
LOOK A NEW DAY HAS BEGUN!
Gunshot and lights out simultaneously. When lights come back on, Prussia is dead on the ground.
GERMANY: Nein! Nein! Bruder, nein! Ich liebe dich, nein! Nein, nein, nein! Tell me you're alive, tell me! Tell me!
GERMANY holds Prussia's dead body in his arms tightly. JAPAN enters, setting a hand on GERMANY'S shoulder.
JAPAN: Germany-san…
GERMANY: Japan… He's dead! My brother's dead, my brother's dead, my brother's dead!
Scene change. GERMANY has a red arm-band on, standing center-stage. JAPAN enters.
JAPAN: Germany, I was-a wondering-
GERMANY: Italy has joined with my ideas. He's a Nazi, now.
JAPAN: Germany...I know I'm racist. I am, I furry admit that, but...I think you're getting out of hand. You...You have concentration camps!
GERMANY: That means nothing, Japan. Now if you'll excuse me, I must find Italy and tell him to find Poland. Ve must find that man.
GERMANY exits.
JAPAN: What is he doing? I wish he would notice that I'm the one that cares, I'm the one that...that ruvs him!
Sally's Song from The Nightmare Before Christmas
JAPAN:
I SENSE THERE'S SOMETHING IN THE WIND
THAT FEERS RIKE TRAGEDY'S AT HAND
AND THOUGH I'D RIKE TO STAND BY HIM
CAN'T SHAKE THIS FEERING THAT I HAVE
THE WORST IS JUST AROUND THE BEND
AND DOES HE NOTICE MY FEERINGS FOR HIM?
AND WIRR HE SEE HOW MUCH HE MEANS TO ME?
I THINK IT'S NOT TO BE
WHAT WIRR BECOME OF MY DEAR FRIEND?
WHERE WIRR HIS ACTIONS LEAD US THEN?
ARTHOUGH I'D RIKE TO JOIN THE CROWD
IN THEIR ENTHUSIASTIC CROUD
TRY AS I MAY, IT DOESN'T LAST
AND WIRR WE EVER END UP TOGETHER?
NO, I THINK NOT, IT'S NEVER TO BECOME
FOR I AM NOT THE ONE.
JAPAN: (Sighs) I admit, I'm a racist. I admit that I am a totar bigot. But...he's getting out of hand. He's...He's kirring his own peopre, and rots of them, too. What do I do? I guess I stay beside him. I care for him, I ruv him. I must stay by his side until the very end.
End of Act I