Don't own "Joseph and the..." so don't hurt/sue/eat me.
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Go, Go, Go Josie
Narrator: Josie's luck was really out,
Her cheques, credit cards and cash were low,
Alone she sat, alone she thought
Of brightly-lit shops she used to know,
Hey shopper, don't be so upset!
Hey Josie! You're not beaten yet!
Go, go, go Josie you know what they say!
Hang on now Josie, you'll make it some day.
Sha la la Josie, you're doing fine,
You and your dream-goat
Ahead of your time.
The prison walls were dull and grey,
Her jewel'ry heavy, weighed her down,
A candle was her only light,
Ricky Martin's album, the only sound,
Random Prisoner: (screamed) NO!
N: Hey shopper, don't be so upset!
Hey Josie! You're not beaten yet!
Go, go, go Josie you know what they say! Hang on now Josie, you'll make it some day.
Don't give up Josie, fight 'til you drop,
She wrote the book (points to Random Prisoner onstage)
Random Prisoner: And you come out on top!
N: (spoken) Yes. Quite. *clears throat*
(sang) Now in the prison cell with Josie,
Were two very frightened whores.
Girls: (spoken as if they're really offended) Hey!
(sang) We don't think we'll ever
Again walk through those doors (point to prison doors)
Hey Josie, Help us if you can,
We've had dreams that we don't understand...
N: Both girls were working for Pharaoh the Queen
Both sent to prison for being so mean,
One girl a singer, dreamed to be number one,
One a ballerina, her toes had gone numb.
J: Tell me of your dreams, new friends,
And I will tell you what they show,
And I know that I can guarantee
To get it right so I'll have a go!
N: First the singer, trembling took the floor,
Nervously she spoke of what she saw...
Singer: I had a dream
I was about to perform,
But got a zit which was
Larger than the norm*
It was so ugly,
It filled the whole stage,
Even in the programme
It had it's own page!
(pouts)
J: You will soon be free, my friend
So do not pout anymore,
The Queen will let you out of here
You'll sing as you did before!
N: Next the dancer rose to tell her dream,
Hoping it would have a similar theme...
Dancer: There I was standing,
Waiting to dance,
I had an audition
For a dance school in France!
They called out my name,
I jumped up with glee,
But I was too eager,
And I sprained my knee.
J: Sad to say your dream is not
The kind of dream I've ever had,
The Queen definitely has it in for you,
So maybe your dream is something bad.
Don't rely on all I said I saw,
It's just that I have not been wrong before...
Whole Company: Go, go, go Josie you know what they say!
Hang on now Josie you'll make it some day!
Sha la la Josie, you're doing fine,
You and your dream-goat ahead of your time! (x3)
{key change!!}
(sing chorus twice)
Ahead of your time!
Ahead of your time!
Ahead of your time!
GO, GO, GO JO!
*curtain falls* *wild applause*
Announcer Guy: Thank you for surviving Act One. There will be one interval of twenty minutes. Please return to your seats promptly for more pointless singing about a goat that does absolutely bugger all. Thank you.
*norm = normal (for everyone that was unsure of my weird choice of words)
........................
Go, Go, Go Josie
Narrator: Josie's luck was really out,
Her cheques, credit cards and cash were low,
Alone she sat, alone she thought
Of brightly-lit shops she used to know,
Hey shopper, don't be so upset!
Hey Josie! You're not beaten yet!
Go, go, go Josie you know what they say!
Hang on now Josie, you'll make it some day.
Sha la la Josie, you're doing fine,
You and your dream-goat
Ahead of your time.
The prison walls were dull and grey,
Her jewel'ry heavy, weighed her down,
A candle was her only light,
Ricky Martin's album, the only sound,
Random Prisoner: (screamed) NO!
N: Hey shopper, don't be so upset!
Hey Josie! You're not beaten yet!
Go, go, go Josie you know what they say! Hang on now Josie, you'll make it some day.
Don't give up Josie, fight 'til you drop,
She wrote the book (points to Random Prisoner onstage)
Random Prisoner: And you come out on top!
N: (spoken) Yes. Quite. *clears throat*
(sang) Now in the prison cell with Josie,
Were two very frightened whores.
Girls: (spoken as if they're really offended) Hey!
(sang) We don't think we'll ever
Again walk through those doors (point to prison doors)
Hey Josie, Help us if you can,
We've had dreams that we don't understand...
N: Both girls were working for Pharaoh the Queen
Both sent to prison for being so mean,
One girl a singer, dreamed to be number one,
One a ballerina, her toes had gone numb.
J: Tell me of your dreams, new friends,
And I will tell you what they show,
And I know that I can guarantee
To get it right so I'll have a go!
N: First the singer, trembling took the floor,
Nervously she spoke of what she saw...
Singer: I had a dream
I was about to perform,
But got a zit which was
Larger than the norm*
It was so ugly,
It filled the whole stage,
Even in the programme
It had it's own page!
(pouts)
J: You will soon be free, my friend
So do not pout anymore,
The Queen will let you out of here
You'll sing as you did before!
N: Next the dancer rose to tell her dream,
Hoping it would have a similar theme...
Dancer: There I was standing,
Waiting to dance,
I had an audition
For a dance school in France!
They called out my name,
I jumped up with glee,
But I was too eager,
And I sprained my knee.
J: Sad to say your dream is not
The kind of dream I've ever had,
The Queen definitely has it in for you,
So maybe your dream is something bad.
Don't rely on all I said I saw,
It's just that I have not been wrong before...
Whole Company: Go, go, go Josie you know what they say!
Hang on now Josie you'll make it some day!
Sha la la Josie, you're doing fine,
You and your dream-goat ahead of your time! (x3)
{key change!!}
(sing chorus twice)
Ahead of your time!
Ahead of your time!
Ahead of your time!
GO, GO, GO JO!
*curtain falls* *wild applause*
Announcer Guy: Thank you for surviving Act One. There will be one interval of twenty minutes. Please return to your seats promptly for more pointless singing about a goat that does absolutely bugger all. Thank you.
*norm = normal (for everyone that was unsure of my weird choice of words)