This is my outline for Mama. The Act One finale should always be super epic and climactic, and I think this song just SCREAMS Act One Finale.
Music starts. NARRATOR GUY (that's his working name) is in his tent writing a letter to his mother.
NARRATOR GUY:
Mama, we all go to hell
Mama, we all go to hell
I'm writing this letter and wishing you well
Mama, we all go to hell
He begins to write furiously.
Oh well now, Mama, we're all gonna die!
Mama, we're all gonna die!
Stop asking me questions, I'd hate to see you cry!
Mama, we're all gonna die!
He gets up.
And when we go don't blame us, yeah!
We'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah!
You made us all so famous!
We'll never let you go!
And when you go don't return to me my love!
He writes more.
Mama, we're all full of lies
Mama, we're meant for the flies!
And right now they're building a coffin your size! (gestures to a group of soldiers carrying a coffin on the other side of the stage)
Mama, we're all full of lies!
Three traumatized soldiers stand on a platform behind Narrator Guy. A spotlight appears on each of them as they sing their parts.
SOLDIER ONE:
Well mother what the war did to my legs and to my tongue!
SOLDIER TWO:
You should have raised a baby girl!
SOLDIERS ONE AND TWO:
I should've been a better son!
SOLIDER THREE:
If you could coddle the infection
They can amputate at once!
You should've been
ALL SOLDIERS:
I could have been a better son!
SOLDIERS and NARRATOR GUY:
(In three part harmony. Narrator Guy and Soldier One sing melody, Soldier Two sings high part, and Soldier Three sings "la la la"s. They begin doing some sort of choreography.)
And when we go don't blame us, yeah!
We'll let the fires just bathe us, yeah!
You made us oh so famous!
We'll never let you go!
She said, you ain't no son of mine!
For what you've done they're gonna find!
A place for you and just you mind
Your manners when you go!
And when you go don't return to me my love
The soldiers leave the stage. Narrator Guy grows more and more upset.
NARRATOR GUY:
That's right
Mama, we all go to hell!
Mama, we all go to hell!
It's really quite pleasant except for the smell!
Mama, we all go to hell....YEEEEAAH!
He begins trying to choke himself.
(screaming) Mama! Mama! Mama...Woah, yeah...
(slightly muffled) Mama! Mama! Mama! Mama...
After hearing the screaming group soldiers break into the room and seize him. He is taken away.
Spotlight on NARRATOR GUY'S MOTHER as she is reading a letter. Everything else freezes.
NARRATOR GUY'S MOTHER:
And if you would call me your sweetheart
I'd maybe then sing you a song...
SOLDIERS (all holding guns) and NARRATOR GUY:
But the s*** that I've done with this f*** of a gun,
You would cry out your eyes all night long!
(Whole ensemble gets in formation, with the soldiers holding Narrator Guy at the front.
front. and begins doing One Day More-style box step and singing three part harmony,
with the women singing descant (the part in parentheses). Might have guy waving flag in the background. THIS PART SHOULD BE EPIC!)
ALL:
We're damned after all!
Through fortune and flame we fall!
And if you could stay then I'll show you the way to return from the ashes you call!
We all carry on! (we all carry on!)
When our brothers in arms are gone! (our brothers in arms are gone!)
So raise your glass high for tomorrow we die to return from the ashes you call!
NARRATOR GUY:
(screaming)
Everyone freezes as an ensemble member comes onstage and plays the violin solo. Band plays last big drumroll and BLACKOUT!
YOU ARE READING
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