Original |
Revision |
| Prelude ("Life, Life" melody) |
Prelude ("Transylvanian Lullaby" melody) |
| The Happiest Town | |
| The Brain (with Mr. Hilltop) |
The Brain (with Bertram Batram) |
| Please Don't Touch Me | Please Don't Touch Me |
| Together Again | Together Again |
| Roll in the Hay | Roll in the Hay |
| Join the Family Business | |
| He Vas My Boyfriend | He Vas My Boyfriend |
| The Brain (Reprise) | It Could Work |
| The Law | Hang Him 'Til He's Dead |
| Life, Life | Transylvanian Lullaby (instrumental) |
| He Vas My Boyfriend (Reprise) | He Vas My Boyfriend (Reprise) |
| Welcome to Transylvania (sung by Kemp and villager quartet) |
Welcome to Transylvania (sung by Kemp and all villagers) |
| Transylvania Mania Original version |
Transylvania Mania Revised version |
| / | / |
| Entr'acte | |
| He's Loose | He's Loose |
| Listen To Your Heart | Listen To Your Heart |
| Surprise (followed by dialogue) |
Surprise (scene ends after song) |
| Please Send Me Someone | Please Send Me Someone |
| Please Send Me Someone (Reprise) | Please Send Me Someone (Reprise) |
| Man About Town | (replaced with dialogue) |
| Puttin' On the Ritz | Puttin' On the Ritz |
| He's Loose (Reprise) | He's Loose (Reprise) |
| Ah, Sweet Mystery of Life | Ah, Sweet Mystery of Life |
| Deep Love | Deep Love |
| Hang the Doctor ("He's Loose" melody) |
Hang the Doctor ("Hang Him 'Til He's Dead" melody) |
| Frederick's Soliloquy ("Life, Life" melody) |
Frederick's Soliloquy ("Transylvanian Lullaby" melody) |
| Deep Love (Reprise) | Deep Love (Reprise) |
| Please Send Me Someone (Reprise 2) | Please Send Me Someone (Reprise 2) |
| Finale Ultimo ("Family Business" and "Welcome to Transylvania" melodies) |
Finale ("The Brain" melody) |
| Together Again (Encore) Original version |
Together Again (Encore) Revised version |
STUDENT #1: It's been said
That your grandfather brought dead tissue back to life
Is that true, Dr. Frankenstein?
STUDENT #2: It's been said
That your grandfather created a horrifying monster
Is that true, Dr. Frankenstein?
STUDENT #3: It's been said...
...nay, even sung...
That your grandfather's monster
Hurt and lamed, killed and maimed,
Is that true, Dr. Frankenstein?
STUDENTS: Is that true, Dr. Frankenstein?
Is that true, Dr. Frankenstein?
Is that true,
Is that true,
Is that true,
Is that true, Dr. Frankenstein?
FREDERICK: That's Fronkensteen!
My name, it's pronounced "Fronkensteen".
Yes, yes, the whole world knows what my
grandfather did. But please, do I look
like the kind of madman who'd prowl around
graveyards digging up freshly buried corpses?
- Don't answer that!
There is a vast difference between my crazy
grandfather's delusional experiments and my
own devotion to pure science. Which leads us
directly onto the subject of today's lecture:
The brain. The most complex and magnificent
organ in the entire human body!
The brain
There is nothing like the brain
Hearts and lungs are simply tinker toys
When stacked against the brain
Insane
I'm insane about the brain
No invention in the universe
Is equal to the brain
The mouth's a marvel when it comes to eating
I've nothing against the womb
I thank the bladder when I'm excreting
And I always give the elbow room!
But the brain!
Please allow me to explain
There's no organ can compare to it
I swear to it
It's plain
It's the brain!
BERTRAM: Ooooh! Ooohhhh!!!!!
FREDERICK: Yes?
BERTRAM: Sir! I'm not sure we understand, sir,
the rather confusing distinction you've made
between reflexive and voluntary nerve impulses.
FREDERICK: Very good. Since our labwork today is a
demonstration of exactly that distinction,
I would like you to join me now in a brief
and painless experiment. Your name, sir, is-?
BERTRAM: Batram, sir! Bertram Batram!
FREDERICK: Bertram Batram. How alliterative. Sylvia!
Now, Bertram, would you kindly lie down here (this line may vary slightly
on your back? depending on props/set used)
BERTRAM: Yes, Doctor!
FREDERICK: As you can see, young Bertram Batram,
with whom I have never worked nor given any
prior instruction to, has graciously offered
his services for this afternoon's demonstration.
BERTRAM: I have?
FREDERICK: Yes, you have.
His medulla oblongata
Tells his brain stem that it's gotta
Send an impulse full of data
Which creates a lotta pain
STUDENTS: (gasp)
FREDERICK: His frontal lobe gets busy
With a thought that makes him dizzy
Puts his cortex in a tizzy
So he never will complain,
That's what I love about the brain!
Now, Mr. Batram, would you kindly hop up
onto your feet and stand beside this table?
BERTRAM: Yes, Dr. Fronkensteen!
FREDERICK: Thank you, Mr. Batram. Now, would you kindly
raise your left knee, please?
You have just witnessed a voluntary nerve impulse.
Mr. Batram, you may lower your knee.
Reflex movements, on the other hand, are those
which are made independently of the will.
Why you dirty rotten son-of-a---!
STUDENTS: (gasp)
FREDERICK: Even though I almost kneed him
His reflexes have no freedom
To react when I mistreat him
It's important I explain
Synaptic nerve connection
Goes its way without detection
Bringing cranial protection
In a never-ending chain
That's what I love about the brain!
But what if we were to block those nerve
impulses by aplying local pressure, which
can be done with any ordinary metal clamp,
just at the swelling of the posterior nerve root,
for say, four seconds...
Why you lowdown mother-grabbing---!
STUDENTS: (gasp)
FREDERICK: As you can see, even though I have just
smashed my knee into his crotch, he does not
react. He feels absolutely nothing.
BERTRAM: (groans)
FREDERICK: ...More or less. So, if it were not for this
continuous stream of motor impulses from the
brain, he would collapse like a bunch... of...
broccoli!
BERTRAM: Aaaahh!
FREDERICK: Thank you, thank you! Please remove the specimen
from the classroom. Thank you, Bertram Batram!
BERTRAM: (groans)
FREDERICK: And in conclusion
So there's no confusion
Let me say it once again:
Though your genitalia
Has been known to fail ya
You can bet your ass on the brain!
Everybody!
STUDENTS: The brain!
There is nothing like the brain!
It's the king of our anatomy
And ever shall it reign!
FREDERICK: You can call me Copernicus,
Kepler, or Newton,
Compare me to Freud
And I'd feel high-falutin
Call me a Darwin,
I love that man's theory
Call me Pasteur
And watch me get teary
Say Madame Curie,
That would be the best
Call me a Rorschach,
I'm up to the test
I really light up
When you call me Edison
Call me an Erlich,
I like that man's medicine
Call me Marconi,
That wireless wow
Call me Pavlov,
And I'll bark like a Chow (woof!)
Call me an Einstein
And that would be fine
If you called me a Tesla
I wouldn't decline
STUDENTS:
But to call me a Frankenstein
Would be insane,
Cause I love... His name is Fronkensteen
the... The facts are plain
brain...! There is nothing like the brain!
(playoff:)
STUDENTS: The brain!
There is nothing like the brain!
There is nothing like the brain...!
ELIZABETH: Dream all you want, my darling
Of every lustful situation
Those naughty thoughts
Are fine with me
As long as they
Stay locked away
In your imagination
You can squeeze me 'til I scream
If it's only in a dream
But please don't touch me
You can feel me 'til I squeal
Just as long as it's not real
But please don't touch me
You can stick me
You can lick me
You can pinch me 'til I'm blue
You can bite me
And delight me 'til I'm blind
You can savage me
And ravage me
I care not what you do
If the lovely filthy things you do
Are only in your mind
You can spank me 'til I'm red
If it's only in your head
But please don't touch me
You can have me, don't you see
If it's just a fantasy
But please don't touch me!
PASSENGER: By jiminy! It must be "Please Don't Touch Me", (Gender of this character
the new dance craze that's sweeping through may vary depending on
Catholic girl schools all across the country! the production)
(Dance break)
ALL: Please don't...
Please don't...
Please don't touch me!
LIZ./WOMEN: Do not hug us
Do not drug us
Do not slug us 'til we cry
Do not throb us
'til you rob us of our wits
MEN: We won't poke you
We won't stroke you
'Til we're just about to die
ELIZABETH: But even in your wildest dreams
Don't dare to touch our tits
Don't dare to touch our tits
ELIZABETH: Don't dare to touch our tits (Some productions instead
Don't touch our tits have this verse sung entirely
Don't touch our tits by Elizabeth and the Women)
Don't touch our
LIZ./WOMEN: Tits, tits, tits, tits
ALL: Tits, tits, tits, tits
ELIZABETH: TIIIIIIIIIIIIITS!
Our tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiits!
When we're absolutely wed
We can do it 'til we're dead!
FREDERICK: Elizabeth!
ELIZABETH: Mm! (like, "not now")
ENSEMBLE: 'Til then please, please, please
MEN: We're down on our knees
ELIZABETH: Please keep your hands off these!
ALL: Please don't touch me!
MEN: We won't touch you! ENSEMBLE:
ELIZABETH: Please don't touch me! She's so touchy!
IGOR: Like Laurel and Hardy
Like Coke and Baccardi
Like Juliet and Romeo
Ebb and flow
To and fro
Together, together again-!
Together again for the first time
We've only met in a dream
Up until now it's been the worst time
But now that you're here, we're a team!
Together again for the first time
Haven't a woe or a care
No longer a bad and accursed time
It's easy to see
You have to agree
We're destined to be a great pair!
All of my life, I've been stoogin' around
Nothin' to do, at a loss
All of my life, I've been stoogin' around
But what good is a stooge
If he ain't got a boss?
Together again for the first time
Back on the track to renown
We're gonna thrill 'em!
We're gonna kill 'em!
You'll be the teacher
We'll make a new creature!
And scare the bloomin' daylights
Right outta this town!
FREDERICK: No, no, stop it, stop it! You don't understand,
I'm only going to be in town for a few days to
settle my grandfather's estate, and then I'm
heading straight back to New York. No laboratories,
no creatures.
IGOR: I bet you change your mind, master. C'mon, join in
a chorus, it's fun!!!
FREDERICK: My dear Igor, I happen to be the Dean of Anatomy
at a world-renowned School of Medicine.
...Although I do sing a bit.
IGOR: Yes?
FREDERICK: And was, in fact, a Wiffenpoof at Yale.
IGOR: A Wiffenpoof at Yale! Wow!
C'mon, Doc, no one's around...!
FREDERICK: Well, nobody is around...
what the hell!
IGOR:
Together again for the first time Together again for the first time
Haven't a woe or a care Haven't a woe or a care
No longer a bad and accursed time This is the best time!
BOTH: It's easy to see
IGOR: You have to agree
BOTH: We're destined to be a great pair
FREDERICK: May I?
IGOR: Take it!
FREDERICK: All of my life, I've been bossin' around
Mean and alone, like a Scrooge
IGOR: Sing out, Froderick!
FREDERICK: All of my life I've been bossin' around
But what good is a boss
If he ain't got a stooge?
Oh. I'm sorry, I don't wish to embarrass you,
but I am a rather brilliant surgeon. Perhaps I
could help you with that hump.
IGOR: What hump?
(beat)
BOTH: To...gether again for the first time
We've only met in a dream
FREDERICK: Like Ginger and Freddie
IGOR: MacDonald and Eddy
FREDERICK: Like J. Paul and Getty
IGOR: Like meatballs and spaghetti
BOTH: But the pair that we cry for
The pair that we sigh for
The pair that we die for
Is Fronkensteen and Igor!
For the first time
Together again....!
(scene transition)
IGOR: Walk this way!
FREDERICK: Thank you, that's so very kind of you.
IGOR: No no no, walk this way.
Like this!
BOTH: Together again for the first time
We've only met in a dream
FREDERICK: Like Noel and Gertie
IGOR: Like Jeeves and his Bertie
FREDERICK: Like Judy and Mickey
IGOR: Prince Albert and Vicky
FREDERICK: Like Latin and Greek
IGOR: Bubble and squeak
FREDERICK: Like Caesar and Cleo
IGOR: Dolores Del Rio...!
FREDERICK: Wait a minute, Dolores Del Rio? She's one person,
that's not a pair!
IGOR: Are you kidding? You ever see her in a nightgown?
(appreciative noise) What a pair!
(beat)
BOTH: For the first time
Together again....!
Together forever again!
FREDERICK: "How I Did It", by Victor Frankenstein. Nonsense!
"As I began my experiments, I came to realize that
creating life after death could be achieved..."
(laughs) Nonsense!
"And then, with the proper stimulus, the dead brain
could be brought back to life." Nonsense.
"But if I could place steel rods between the medulla
oblongata and the cerebral cortex and change the poles
from plus to minus and minus to plus, then thrust the
creature to the very center of an electrical storm...
a huge bolt of lightning could create the miracle of life."
...Sense. Sense! I- It could work. It could work!
IT COULD WORK!
Wake the heart and replace the brain
Stir the blood, let it course through the vein
Jolt the nerves with a sharp jab of pain
It could work
It could work
It could work!
Warm the corpse, pump the lungs full of air
Cheeks flush, eyes open wide, nostrils flare
Just a hint that the mind is aware
QUARTET: It could work
It could work
It could work!
FREDERICK: They called my grandfather crazy
They said his vision was wrong
His peers cried, "Daft as a daisy!"
So they cursed him out of spite
'Cause they couldn't see the light
But by god, he was right all along!
Spine and legs, raise him up right and straight
First slow steps in an unsteady gait
A thing once dead I can reanimate
In spite of all the sceptics
And the doubters and dispeptics
And the sheer daunting madness of his dream
It could work
It could work
It could work!
INGA: It says right here we should reverse the pulse
FREDERICK: Sense, sense
IGOR: And that's the way we'll all achieve our goals
FREDERICK: Sense, sense!
BLUCHER: [verse in Germanic language]
(beat)
FREDERICK: Sense, sense
Sense, sense
Sense!
Wait a minute! Wait a minute, wait a minute.
Let's indulge, for a moment, in a bit of sanity.
Has anybody dead ever actually been brought
back to life again?
IGOR: Well...
INGA: Well...
BLUCHER: Yes! I have seen it! With my own eyes! The dead
creature rose up from the table. He was alive!
Then unfortunately he killed everyone in the village.
One little mistake and the whole world calls him crazy!
Victor put in the wrong brain.
IGOR: ...But we won't make that mistake again!
FREDERICK: No, Igor, you're right, we won't. I want you to bring
me the brain of the late Hans Delbruck, one of Europe's
greatest thinkers, a scholar and a saint.
IGOR: I know exactly where to find it, Master.
It's in a glass jar, in the National Brain Depository!
FREDERICK: Good! And then once we have the brain, we... we...
IGOR: We...
FREDERICK: We.... wait, what is it my grandfather wrote?
Ah yes, here. "As the tininess of human parts were a
great hinderance to the speed of my work, I decided
therefore to make the creature of a gigantic stature."
Of course, that would simplify everything!
INGA: In other words, Doktor, all his organs would
have to be unusually large?
FREDERICK: Of course.
INGA: His hands and feet would be huge?
FREDERICK: Exactly.
INGA: (excited gasp) He would have an enormous schwanzstucker!
...Woof!
IGOR: ...He's gonna be very popular with the ladies.
FREDERICK: So, all we need is a body, about seven feet in height,
newly dead, with all of its vital organs still intact.
Where can we ever find such a gigantic corpse?
IGOR: What a great theatrical coincidence! Only yesterday,
they planted a bloke just like that in the local
cemetary!
FREDERICK: What luck!
IGOR: By this time tomorrow night, that great hulking beast'll
be lying here on this very table!
FREDERICK: Oh my lord. Are we really gonna do this thing?
Take this leap off the precipice of reason into
the dark abyss of the unknown?
(all exchange glances)
FREDERICK: Sense, sense (some productions
Sense, sense spread these lines out
Sense! between the five instead)
BLUCHER: Now he stands, looming up, right and straight
INGA: First slow steps in an unsteady gait
FREDERICK: A thing once dead I can reanimate
QUARTET: It could work
It could work
It could work....!
(ENSEMBLE here are the Villagers)
LUDWIG: STORM ZE CASTLE! STORM ZE CASTLE!!!
FELIX: WAIT! We don't know what's really going on!
Und why is it zat in every low-budget monster
picture, zere's always angry villagers shouting
"STORM ZE CASTLE! STORM ZE CASTLE!!"?
Such a tired cliche!
KEMP: Felix is right.
VILLAGERS: What!
KEMP: We'll save the storming for later.
VILLAGERS: (disappointed groan)
KEMP: Meanwhile, we'll pay a friendly visit to
Herr Doctor, pretend to be welcoming him to
Transylvania, while we're in fact, doing some
serious world-class snooping!
VILLAGERS: (exchange evil grins) Ja!
KEMP: Because, if he is as dangerous as his crazy
grandfather, believe you me, no way we're gonna
go easy on young Frankenstein!
KEMP: If he makes a thing of dread
That could kill us in our bed
Let this judgement now be said:
Hang him 'til he's dead!
VILLAGERS: Hang him 'til he's dead!
KEMP: If he turns a monster loose
It will surely cook our goose
We should fit him for a noose
And hang him 'til he's dead!
VILLAGERS: Hang him 'til he's dead!
KEMP: Everyone's entitled
To a fair and honest trial
VILLAGERS: Ja!
KEMP: We should hear the evidence,
deliberate a while
VILLAGERS: Ja!
KEMP: Then pronounce the verdict
Find him guilty by a mile
VILLAGERS: Yes!
KEMP/ENS.: Swing him, swing him
Swing him like a lamp
Bring him, bring him
To his place in
His disgrace in
To his place in Hell!
KEMP: If his creature runs amok
All of us are out of luck
So we'll grab that stupid schmuck
KEMP/ENS.: And...
Hang him 'til he's
Hang him 'til he's
Hang him 'til he's
Hang him 'til he's
Hang him 'til he's dead....!
IGOR: Oohhhhhhhh....
Forget about the foxtrot
Throw away the waltz
Take away the two step
And all that other schmaltz
MONSTER: (moans)
IGOR: AAAAaaare you ready for what's been going on?
MONSTER: (moans)
IGOR: IIIIIIIt's a doozy
Makes ya woozy
It's the new phenomenon...!
(music starts)
IGOR: Have you heard about the mania
If not then let me explain-ia
Yes sir, it's the Transylvania Mania
FREDERICK: Whether you're in Ruritania
Or a dance hall in Albania
Yes sir, it's the Transylvania Mania
INGA: Everybody who's been viewing it
Can't resist its appeal
TRIO: Everybody's out there doing it,
Millionaire and schlemiel
IGOR: So join the fun, let's all be zany-a
Even Liths in Lithuania
TRIO: Love it, it's the latest rage
Lose the blues and don't complain-ia
Hit the dance floor, feel no pain-ia
Love it, do the Transylvania Mania!
(Dance break; Kemp protests as the others drag him into the song.)
MONSTER: Ahhh!!!
(The music mimics the Monster's moaning)
MONSTER: Ahhh!!!
(Igor whips out French horn and starts playing to cover up the moans,
as the dance break continues)
ALL: The Transylvania Mania!
(Dance break continues)
ENSEMBLE: All the devils in Tasmania
Shake their tails and go insane-ia
Love it, it's the latest rage
Grab a steamship or a plane-ia
To the heart of old Romania
Love it, yeah you're gonna love it
Do the Transylvania Mania-aaaaaaaaa-!!!
(Monster breaks in and rampages)
BLUCHER: I set him free! He's not bad, he's good!
(All hell breaks loose)
FREDERICK: He's free! What have I done? What have I done?!
ALL: It's the Transylvania Mania!
(ENSEMBLE here are the Villagers)
VILLAGER 1: He's loose...
VILLAGER 2: He's loose...
VILLAGER 1: He's loose...
VILLAGER 2: He's loose...
VILLAGER 3: He's loose...
VILLAGER 1: He's loose...
VILLAGER 2: He's loose...
VILLAGER 3: He's loose...
VILL. TRIO: He's loose...
He's loose...
He's loose!
KEMP: They released a horror
They released a fright
Lurking in the darkness
Waiting in the night
For this act of madness
There is no excuse!
KEMP/ENS.: He's loose, he's loose, he's loose!
KEMP: He will sack our village
He will break our backs
VILLAGERS: He will break our backs!
KEMP: He will rape and pillage
Stop him in his tracks!
VILLAGERS: Stop him in his tracks!
KEMP/ENS.: Catch him by the neck
Put him in a noose!
He's loose, he's loose, he's loose!
KEMP/ENS.: Search the marshes (Some productions
Every glade and glen! have this as a solo verse
Catch the monster for Kemp instead)
Before he strikes again!
KEMP: Ohhhhh....! (overlap w/ villagers' verse)
VILLAGERS: Search each hill and valley
Find which way he fled!
Comb each street and alley
Or else we'll all be dead!
KEMP: For this act of madness
There is no excuse!
He's loose, he's loose
KEMP/ENS.: He's loose, he's loose
He's loose, he's loose
He's loose.........!
KEMP: We must find him! Move yourselves!
(ENSEMBLE here are Elizabeth's Entourage)
IGOR/FRAU: What else could possibly go wrong?
ELIZABETH: It's meeeeeeeee!!
It's me!
It's me, it's me
It's me, it's me
It's me, it's me
It's me, it's me
It's me
It's... me me me me me
Me me me me me...!
Me.
BLUCHER: And who are you... you you you you you?
You you you you you.
...You?
ELIZABETH: Why I'm Elizabeth Benning, Dr. Fronkensteen's
adorable madcap fiancee. I've come all the way
from New York to surprise him! I'm sure he's
spoken to you of me over and over again.
BLUCHER: Never.
ELIZABETH: Really? And who, may I ask, are you?
BLUCHER: I am the housekeeper. Frau Blu- (catches herself)
HORSES: (whinny)
BLUCHER: Never mind.
ELIZABETH: Ah, of course. That explains it. Rich people like
me and Freddie rarely confide in... servants.
IGOR: (growling like a dog)
ELIZABETH: What is that?!
BLUCHER: That is Igor, the Doctor's personal assistant.
(Igor pounces on Elizabeth's fur stole and starts attacking it)
ELIZABETH: Ah! Stop it, stop it, are you crazy?
BLUCHER: Igor! Drop it, drop it! Good boy.
Igor has not met many American women. But forget
him, and let me warn you...
I don't think Dr. Fronkensteen will be
entirely happy with this surprise.
ELIZABETH: Au contraire.
ELIZABETH: Everybody loves to get a surprise
Life can be so dull without a surprise
When your spirit's dragging
And you're oh so blue
It all can change
If the fates arrange
A nice surprise for you
All the world enjoys a lovely surprise
Life's a chore, a bore without a surprise
When everything seems hopeless
Then you realize,
There's nothing like a wonderful surprise
ENTOURAGE: Miss Benning!
ELIZABETH: Allow me to introduce my entourage, I never go
anywhere without them.
Masha, nails; Sasha, makeup; Tasha, hair;
Basha, wardrobe... and Bob, my astrologer.
Tell me, darling Bob, what's in my stars?
BOB: Your moon is in Venus, so don't despair,
love is in the air.
IGOR: You can say that again!
FRAU/IGOR: Some folks don't appreciate a surprise
ELIZ./ENS.: No one could refuse a teeny weeny surprise!
FRAU/IGOR: 'Specially if they're naked when they're surprised
ELIZ./ENS.: Protestants and Jews all love a surprise!
FRAU/IGOR: If you know what's doing
ELIZABETH: A surprise is brewing
FRAU/IGOR: Here's what we advise
ELIZ./ENS.: Uh-huh!
FRAU/IGOR: Never bother people with a surprise
ELIZABETH: Freddie, are you ready
For a simply stunning surprise?
ELIZABETH: ENTOURAGE: IGOR/BLUCHER:
It's me, it's me, Everybody loves to get Some folks don't
it's me, it's me! a surprise appreciate being surprised
Freddie, darling, it's me! Oh, life can be so dull 'Specially if they're
Aa! Aaaa! It's me! without a surprise naked when they're surprised
ENTOURAGE: Embrace the unexpected and let the fates devise...
ELIZABETH: A stunning, cunning, wonderful surprise...!
FREDERICK: Elizabeth?!
ELIZABETH: Freddie?!
INGA: Scheisse!!!
(scene immediately ends)
(ENSEMBLE here are the Villagers)
KEMP: Search each hill and valley
Find which way he fled!
Comb each street and alley
Or soon we'll all be dead!
Grab him by the neck
Put it in a noose!
KEMP/ENS.: He's loose, he's loose
KEMP: Again, he's loose
KEMP/ENS.: He's loose!
KEMP: Grab your pitchforks! Follow me to the castle!
This way, everybody, this way!
(ENSEMBLE here are the Villagers)
KEMP/ENS.: Hang him, hang him
Hang him 'til he's dead
Hang him, hang him
Hang him 'til he's dead
FREDERICK: Although my time on Earth is done
Although I face this crowd
Although I'm hated and despised
Of one thing I am proud
I'm now a man who has no shame
At what is truly mine
So hear me shout my family name:
I am a Frankenstein!
ENSEMBLE:
FREDERICK: My name
Is no longer tinged with shame
I am glad to be a Frankenstein
He gave me back my name!
I'm Young Fran... His name is Frankenstein
ken... It's turned out fine
stein...! He is Doctor Frankenstein!
COMPANY: Together again
For the last time
Sorry our show has to end
Hope you enjoyed join our little pasttime
We started as strangers, now we're friends!
Together again
For the last time
You've been a wonderful crowd
So thank you for coming
And seeing our show
We'll see you again
When you get some more dough
Ta-ta and toodleloo
We know it's time to hit the loo
So thank you once again
And goodniiiiiiiight....!!!