Bobby:
Well, to begin with, I come from this quasi-middle-upper or upper-middle class, family-type-home. I could never figure out which but it was real boring. I mean, we had money - but no taste. You know the kind of house - Astroturf on the patio? Anyway my mother had a lot of card parties and was one of the foremost bridge cheaters in America. My father worked for this big corporation. They used to send him out into the field a lot - to drink. Better that than to find him lying on his office floor But he was okay I was the strange one.
Zach:
How strange?
Bobby:
Real, real strange. I used to love to give garage recitals. BIZARRE recitals. This one time I was doing Frankenstein as a musicale and I spray-painted this kid silver - all over. They had to rush him to the hospital. `Cause he had that thing when your pores can`t breathe He lived `cause luckily I didn`t paint the soles of his feet. And (He goes into pantomime)
Richie:
And.
What if I`m next?
What if I`m next?
What am I gonna do?
I haven`t got a clue.
I gotta think of something.
What does he want?
What does he want?
Stories from the past.
I better find one fast.
Maggie, Greg, Bebe, Richie, Val, Paul
What should I say?
What can I tell him?
Bobby:
(Out of pantomime, spoken) As I got older I kept getting stranger and stranger, I to go down to this Busy intersection near my house rush hour and direct traffic. I just wanted To see if anybody`d notice me. That`s when I started breaking people`s houses -- oh, I didn`t steal anything --just re-arrange their furniture. And (He goes into pantomime)
Val:
And
Orphan at three,
Orphan at three.
Mother and dad both gone.
Raised by a sweet ex-con.
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