AUDIENCE PARTICIPATION PARTIES:
(The Ghost of Christmas Past shows Scrooge a happy time from his youth—his apprenticeship with the kind Mr. Fezziwig. A
festive gathering is in proress. Scrooge sees himself as a young man, and sees his first love, Emily.)
MR. FEZZIWIG
“A toast!”
We’re so glad to have you here tonight!
MRS. FEZZIWIG
Pour some wine and
Have yourselves a bite!
MR. AND MRS. FEZZIWIG
Here’s to all
Who’ve come to pay a call:
MR. AND MRS. FEZZIWIG
Mr. Fezziwig’s annual
Christmas ball!
Rat tat tat tat tat … ho!
MRS. FEZZIWIG
Where do bankers
Gallivant like boys?
MR. FEZZIWIG
Where do vicars
Make a holy noise?
MRS. FEZZIWIG
What’s so hot
You’ve got to shed your shawl?
MR. AND MRS. FEZZIWIG
Mr. Fezziwig’s annual
Christmas ball!
MR. AND MRS. FEZZIWIG
Rat tat tat tat tat … ho!
MIDDLE CLASS
Rat tat tat tat tat … ho!
UPPER CLASS
Rat tat tat tat tat tat tat?
WORKING CLASS
No! … Rat tat tat tat tat … ho!
MRS. FEZZIWIG
What makes nannies
Laugh until it hurts?
MR. FEZZIWIG
What gets grannies
Kicking up their skirts?
MR. AND MRS. FEZZIWIG
Where do babies
Dance before they crawl?
ALL
Mr. Fezziwig’s annual
Christmas ball!
ALL
Food and friendship,
Wine and song,
No one turned a-
Way!
We look forward,
All year long
To Christmas Eve when
MRS. FEZZIWIG
Mr. F. puts every penny
Toward the joy and good of many …
HABERDASHER, OTHERS
Haberdashers dashing down the beer,
WORKING CLASS WOMEN
Porters courting
Any girl who’s near,
ALL
Maids and masters dancing wall to wall,
MRS. FEZZIWIG
Mr. Fezziwig’s annual Christmas ball!
(Everyone dances!)
MIDDLE CLASS
Rat tat tat tat tat! ho!
WORKING CLASS
Rat tat tat tat tat! ho!
ALL
Fezziwig’s annual Christmas …
(The Upper Class Couples take the floor and dance elegantly. The floor is now relinquished to the Working Class Men.)
Rat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat
Rat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat!
MEN
Here’s to all who’ve come to pay a call!
ALL
Mr. Fezziwig’s annual
Christmas ball!
(Young Scrooge and Emily dance. Old Srooge almost dances with them. Then they’re swept up in the dance and pulled apart.)
Rat tat tat tat tat … ho!
Rat tat tat tat tat … ho!
Rat tat tat tat tat … ho!
Rat tat tat tat tat … ho!
Hearts are beating,
Cheeks are turning red!
Dancing, laughing,
Welcome and well-fed!
MR. AND MRS. FEZZIWIG
Such a glad time
Had by one and all!
SCROOGE
It’s the finest
Ball I can recall.
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
And for joy,
The price is always small!
SOME GUESTS
Mr. Fezziwig’s…
SCROOGE
…Fezziwig’s
OTHER GUESTS
Fezziwig’s
SOME GUESTS
Annual…
SCROOGE
Annual…
OTHER GUESTS
Annual…
SCROOGE, GHOST, AND ALL
Christmas ball!
ALL
Rat tat tat ta ta ta ta ta
ta ta ta ta tat – ho!
[Thanks to jessica_t for lyrics]
[Thanks to Jeffrey West for corrections]
…far above the clouds
Far above the clouds
Far above the clouds…
And the man in the rain picked up his bag of secrets, and journeyed up the mountainside, far above the clouds, and nothing was ever heard from him again…
…except for the sound of Tubular Bells
https://youtu.be/8GmpyaJw49
When your day is long
And the night, the night is yours alone
When you’re sure you’ve had enough
Of this life, well hang on
Don’t let yourself go
‘Cause everybody cries
Everybody hurts sometimes
Sometimes everything is wrong
Now it’s time to sing along
When your day is night alone (hold on, hold on)
If you feel like letting go (hold on)
If you think you’ve had too much
Of this life, well hang on
‘Cause everybody hurts
Take comfort in your friends
Everybody hurts
Don’t throw your hand, oh no
Don’t throw your hand
If you feel like you’re alone
No, no, no, you are not alone
If you’re on your own in this life
The days and nights are long
When you think you’ve had too much
Of this life to hang on
Well, everybody hurts sometimes
Everybody cries
Everybody hurts, sometimes
And everybody hurts sometimes
So hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Everybody hurts
Choreography and Set: R., with help by Sho Kyong
Music: “Dance on the Edge of a Sword” by Zorch Boomhauer. (SL musician)
R. says “Represents the anger and pain I fight every day. The constant storm in my head.
You must be true to your word, and if you stray from the path, you’ll be slashed to bits.”
Let me Dance on the edge of a sword
Let me stand and fall by the weight of my words
Let me walk in the sun
Let me choose where I run
as I Dance on the edge of a sword
The world and all it’s wisdom
Seems easy to forgive
Because from where I’m standing
Every man dies, but not ever man lives
Two paths lay before you
Which one will you choose
Because from where I’m standing
You have the most to gain when you have nothing to loose