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lirik lagu when are we? – pulp musicals

narrator
when are we
we were in outer sp*ce a minute ago
we were in 1835 a minute ago
now there isn’t a trace of a minute ago

rose
when are we

samuel
we were writing a hoax a minute ago

margaret
we were building a satellite a minute ago

herschel
where did all the time go

all
where did all the time go

narrator
rose, samuel, margaret, and john
adventurеrs, writers, scientists
friends on papеr, family in brick
can add ‘time*travelers’ to their lists
awestruck at a monument
dedicated to their heroic acts
at least thirty years old
but to them, only one day had passed
herschel
this doesn’t make any sense

margaret
how can this be true

rose
now what do we do

herschel
how far into the future did the traveler send us?

margaret
i’m not sure, but perhaps it was for our safety

rose
she’s right. charles and his mercenaries had
completely overrun this area when we left

herschel
by placing us in the future, the traveler spared us
the dangers of township number nine–

rose
it’s hanover now
samuel
and that’s not the only thing that’s different
like a kite
on an endless thread
soaring over the ages
time flies
through the book of life
it seems we’ve skipped a few pages

margaret
we have been to sp*ce

herschel
and escaped an army

rose
now–

samuel
what is now

rose
–let’s find out

rose, samuel
when are we
narrator
hanover, british guiana
yesterday, population six
now a vibrant amazon port
no longer specializing in bricks

rose
‘scuse me ma’am
can you tell me the year

townsperson 1
are you okay, dear?

samuel
‘scuse me sir
can you spare some change

townsperson 2
why are you dressed so strange?

herschel
i am john herschel

townsperson 3
bah!

margaret
no, it’s really him, i promise

townsperson 3
yeah, and i’m president thomas

samuel
…nooo

rose
did that woman just say president thomas?

samuel
why am i not surprised?

narrator
herschel finds the same sailor
they spoke to when they were tossed in

herschel
h*llo again–

morgan
morgan reese
bosun of the ship ellen austin

rose
this might sound insane

samuel
and for that, we’re sorry

margaret
but if you’d be so kind as to say

herschel
when are we?

morgan
first you don’t know where you are
not so bizarre, there are many ports
but now you’re asking me ‘when’
how did you get so out of sorts

samuel
it’s been a lengthy trip

rose
that’s one way of putting it

morgan
this is eighteen*seventy*four

rose, margaret, samuel, herschel
what?!

morgan
uh… 1874, last i checked. boy, that must have
been some odyssey you were on

herschel
you have no idea

narrator
like a dream
in the deepest sleep
then in a crash, you were awakened
thirty*nine years
in a flash of light
to a whole new civilization

margaret
maybe we should leave

herschel
we don’t have any cash

morgan
maybe i can help

samuel
you can?

morgan
i need to find crewmen fast
last night was the thirty*ninth annual
hanover longitude festival
celebrating the very first brick satellite
several of our personnel attended
and got drunk on tequila

rose
(laughing) anna would be loving this

morgan
then promptly started quite a fight
it was shameful
the ellen austin’s quartermaster
and shipboard clerk
getting plastered

chorus
it’s tradition

morgan
a quartermaster to navigate
a clerk to fill our ledgers
i don’t suppose that any of you
could be their successors

narrator
a writer and a navigator
what were the odds

rose
where are you headed?

morgan
new york city

(the group clamors excitedly)
herschel
we’ll do it

morgan
ha! thank the gods!

narrator
rose, samuel, margaret, and john
astronauts, authors, engineers
trade a sp*ceship for a schooner
tossed ahead almost forty years

morgan
are you set to sail?

samuel
yes, we’re good to go

margaret
how did the traveler know?

chorus
how did the traveler know?

morgan
this way, voyagers – the ellen austin awaits

all
like a boat
on an endless sea
long since gone from the harbor

chorus (counterpoint)
when are we

all
time goes
where the wind will blow

samuel
imagination’s running at breakneck speeds

chorus (counterpoint)
when are we

rose
follow it and find out where it leads

samuel, herschel (counterpoint)
when are we going to slow down

rose, margaret
not now, it seems

all
time flies and so do we
so do we

morgan
all aboard!

- pulp musicals

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