Act II – Scene 3
Nobody Home
(The last scene goes straight into this one as TV sounds are still heard.)
MAN ON TV: I've got a little black book with me poems in!
(Piano opens song as TV sounds faintly continue. PINK begins to trip on acid.)
PINK:
I've got a little black book with my poems in,
Got a bag, got a toothbrush with a come in,
When I'm a good dog,
They sometimes throw me a bone in.
I've got elastic bands keeping my shoes on,
Got those swollen hand blues,
I've got thirteen channels of shit on the TV to choose from.
I've got electric light,
And I've got second sight
(PINK stands up.)
I've got amazing powers of observation
(PINK extends his arms and spins around, smiling. He sits down on the floor. He then lays down, Playboy-style, facing the audience.)
And that is how I know,
When I try to get through,
On the telephone too you,
There'll be nobody home.
(PINK sits up again.)
I've got the obligatory Hendrix perm,
And the inevitable pinhole burns,
All down the front of my favorite satin shirt.
(PIINK looks down at his shirt. He looks back up.)
I've got nicotine stains on my fingers,
I've got a silver spoon on a chin,
I've got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains.
(PINK stands up.)
I've got wild staring eyes
(PINK extends his arms.)
And I've got a strong urge to fly
(PINK puts his arms down and sags his way over to the chair to sit on it.)
But I've got nowhere to fly to ('fly to' is echoed through use of SFX.)
Ooooh babe, when I pick up the phone,
There's still nobody home.
(PINK stands up and begins to leave. He sings as he walks offstage.)
I've got a pair of Gohills boots,
And I've got fading roots.
(Black out. The TV and chair are both taken offstage as the music fades.)