The Beatles In Wonderland

The Queen's Court

The Cheshire Cat returns.

Hmhmhmhm... and the momeraths outgrabe.

Although they're still sad, the Beatles are happy to see him. "Oh, Cheshire Cat, it's you!" Said George. "Whom did you expect? The white rabbit, perchance?" Asked the Cheshire Cat. "Oh, no, no, no, no. We're through with rabbits. We wanna go home! But we can't find our way." Said Paul. "Naturally. That's because you have no way. All ways here you see, are the queen's ways." The Cheshire Cat said. "But we've never met any queen." Said John. "You haven't? You haven't? Oh, but you must! She'll be mad about you, simply mad!" Said The Cheshire Cat. "How do we find her?" Asked Ringo.

"Well, some go this way, some go that way. But as for me, myself, personally, I prefer the shortcut." The Cheshire Cat said. He pulls a lever, opening the shortcut he mentioned. The Beatles walk in as they hear voices singing.

Card Painters: Bum bum bum bum
Painting the roses red
We're painting the roses red
We dare not stop or waste a drop
So let the paint be spread!
We're painting the roses red
We're painting the roses red!

Oh, painting the roses red
And many a tear we shed

Three of Clubs: Because we know

Two & Three of Clubs: They'll cease to grow

Ace of Clubs: In fact they'll soon be dead

Card Painters: And yet we go ahead
Painting the roses red
Painting the roses red
We're painting the roses red

Ringo: Oh, pardon me
But Mister Three
Why must you paint them red

Card Painters: Huh? Ohhh!!!

Three of Clubs: Well, the fact is, sir, we planted the white roses by mistake.
And...

Card Painters: The queen
She likes them red
If she saw white instead
She'd raise her voice
And each of us would quickly lose his head

George: Goodness!

Card Painters: Since this is the thought we dread
We're painting the roses red!

Paul: Oh dear! Let us help you!

John: Painting the roses red

All: We're painting the roses red!
Don't tell the queen that's what you've seen
Or tell her what we've said!
We're painting the roses red

George: Yes, painting the roses red

Paul: Not pink

John: Not green

Ringo: Not aquamarine

All: We're painting the roses red!

The sound of a trumpet occurs. "The queen!" Cried Three. "Queen!" Said Ace with a paint bucket over his head. "Queen?" Paul asked. "The queen!!!" All the card painters yelled.

Everyone scrambles as they heard of the queen's arrival, and bow to the ground. The royal cardsmen march, until a voice calls out.

Cards, halt! Count off!

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, Jack.

The White Rabbit comes in tooting his horn. "The rabbit!" John said. "Her imperial highness, he... her grace, her excellency, her royal majesty, the Queen of Hearts! And the King..." Said the White Rabbit. "Hooray!" A small voice said.

The queen notices a white rose dripping with red paint and approaches it.

Queen: Who's been painting my roses red?
Who's been painting my roses red?
Who dares to taint, with vulgar paint,
The royal flower bed?
For painting my roses red
Someone will lose his head!

Three: Oh no! Your Majesty! Please, it's all his fault!

Two: Not me, your grace! The Ace, the Ace!

Queen: You?

Ace: No, Two!

Queen: The Deuce you say?

Two: Not me, the Three!

Queen: That's enough! Off with their heads!

Cards: They're going to lose their heads
For painting the roses red
It serves them right, they planted white,
The roses should be red.
Oh, they're going to lose their heads...

Queen: Silence!