ai ih aheglabeg aan pla ik. Bek ‘Asotoren «Don’t waste your breath! OnLy ca (efter dangerous pause) Don't get me. wiong, 1 ‘wouldn't want you to think chat I'm noe foursquare:belind this show of ours s roux. That's telling them, p's. eaLy cnx To come, seraight t0,the point, 1 should like to “vite che man who has been the mes insent about geting his money back, I mean to.say, I should like to invite ghat peculiar gentleman to join me ina litle eight-round boxing match with four-ounce gloves, souptexs Go to it, Townley!—Give thac Baby. Blephan’'s ‘snout good wiping! ‘avy oax "Wel, my friends, now we wil see, 1 think, whether ie, was the truth we presented to you this evening: and ‘whether ie was good or bad theater. (All go off the bosing match) 3 The Rise and Fall of the City of Mahagonny Opera Collaborators: E. Hauptmann, C. Neher, K. Weill “Translator; Michael Feingold BIBLIOTECA IE LAS ARTES,‘The Founding of the City of Mahagonny A large truck in very bad shape stops ina desolate place, Hey, we gota keep going? But the motor's hd it ‘Yeah then we ean keep going. (Pause) ‘But we gotta keep going. ‘But here's only deser up ahead, ‘Yea, then we can't keep going. (Pause) Tn that cae we gota turn backs smunsry Moles Bue the consables are after’ us, and they "know ou faes from one pore tothe next. ‘Yeah, thea we can't turn back (They sie down onthe rennin board and smoke) "ou know they've fund gold ponte cout ‘Yeah, that's one long coast.‘Yeh, then we cant esd up ‘Buethey have found gold up cher. "Yeah, bur the coast iso long. sens tnacabia rem (appear on tbe ruck) ‘Cane we keep going? No. vcotx Okay, then well say right hee. Ive gor an iex: Te we can't make i up there, le stay down here. Look, "ody who comer back from up there mys those Fvets float give up thei gold so cary, Kes ough ork and were fot cut out for wotking. But Tve seen thore guys and lt ime tell ou, they're very fre with their gold Tes easier to fe¢ god ou of men shan ou of river ny. So wemighe aswell build cy bere ‘Aod wel callie Ashagonny “That eae Spiderweb evil ikea eb Spam over tc athe php iy insets ‘Alte word ful of shor and sorow ie down ere wel have fon Forir ia mm's grestex plese Novto suffer nd do what efecs ts. “That whrmoney ges yo : Ginandwhistey eng girs and young boys, [And every week bere wil wten days sway from working And the big harrcans dont eravel mortar thf. Climlin perfor pace ot men Wills sround and amoke wh hey wai for he suns. “Then every other day well hve bosiog Lotsef nose and vlene, ut thes wil be fai. Sostck ths ating rod nthe ground ight hee snd rn, ‘This old mag up for» fag 0 the sips heading down from the old ost Cansee us Set the bar up there Under chat rubber tee Thisis the vown Thi wil bee center And ifs called "Ar the Sign of the Rich Man,” (Te red Aahagonny-pennon sun up along fishing rod) ‘Sill, we're ony building Mahagonny Becta the world isso rotten cause there sno peace ‘And ne eontentmeat ‘And theres nothing ‘A'man can depend spon. The city grew quickly in the weeks that followed and the first “sharks” drifted into town, Ener Jenny and siz girls carrying large suitcases, they ot down om the utcses end sing the “Alabama Song” (On, show us he way tothe next whiskey bat! Ob, dena why For we mise find the net whiskey bar For we dn’ find the nex whiskey bur Teall you we must de! (0b, ston of Alabama We now mast sy good-bye Were losrour good old mama And muse have whiskey ‘Of, you know why. (show us the way to the neve petty boy! (Of dot ak why!For we mast find the next pretty boy For f we doa’ find the next prey boy eel you we must de! ‘Oh, moon of Alabama We now most sy good-bye Weve lst our good old mama ‘And muse have boys (b, you know shy ‘Oh, shows the way to the nettle dalle! Ob, dont ask why! For we most ind the next tle dollar For if we don't find the nex lite dolar Tell you we must de! (Ob, noon of Alabama We now most say good-bye We'te lost ovr good old mama And most have dollars (Ob, you know why. (The gins leave with then sivas) Reports of a new paradise reach the big cities projection shows the view of a city of milions and po tograps of many men. ‘We livin gant cites. They have sewers below them And nothing insie, only smoke overhead. Life may have joys, but city men don't know them. Rapidly we die and slowly they also go dea, (Fatty the Bookkeeper and Trinity Moses come on with posers) "Pat rom the cues ofthe wold ‘ re ny deel sins done stop nethy— i ar paved wh gold rik: Mahigonny! { “Jost yesterday they asked abou you there. verry tie pookxrrex Tn ehese troubled times you can find, in every city, mlions longing for a beter life. Wise men set (008 for Malkagonny, che goien, Where the booze a bargain, Th your gant cite Fl of noise and smoke “There's no peace and no contentment ‘There's aothing you can depend upon ‘The word isso rotten, : But once yo sit among the People of Mahagony Sipping your rum and coke Your skin will ura yellow like honey And smoke, ‘Skies ble as mountain lakes Mellow Sweee Cap! When Sin Franito quakes Vou seis joys are fakes ities ae ig mistakes j They end in serap eave sewers below them ‘There's nothing inside and only smoke overhead Life may have joy, but city men don't know them j Rapidly we dieand slowly they also go dead“Then of to Matagonny! Just yesterday they asked about you there 4 Inthe next few years, the discontented of all the continents headed for Mahagonny, city of gold Four men—Jim, Jack, Bl, Joe—come on wth suitcases. Of wo Mahagonay! “The iris len and fresh “They've booze and poker tables there Good whoresand good hoselesh, Shine on, harvest Moon of Alama Light the South! ‘Tucked ie ou shirts today We've he dll illo pay For a great big ria Upon your great big sropid mouth, Of to Mahagonny! “The wind i blowing fre Fresh mest forsale on every set ‘And no bureaucracy’ ‘Shine on, harvest, Moon of Alabama Lighe the South! ‘Tocked into our shins today Were the dolar bills o pay Fora great big grin ‘Upon jou grea big stupid mouth Off to Mahagony! “The ships leaving shore Ai tere Our eit-civ syphilis Wesoon will ce no more Shine on, harvest Moon of A Ligh he South Tucked into our shires roday We've the dolar billet pay For gree biggrin ‘Upon your great big stupid mouth, (The men go out) Among the many who came to Mahagonny at that time was Jim MacIntyre, and itis his story we want totell you Wharf se Mabegomny. Four men stand before sign pointing “To Mabagonny,” eit pric lst banging from a ‘When you're a stranger inthe city Then at fist you arealways sighly nervous "Youre not exsdy sure just where tog. ‘Oc just who you can yell. And to whom you take your hat of You have that problem When you're stranger in the city (Ups LeocaiaBeghick appears ith long ttt)(Gentlemen, welcome You've finaly made it (Looks at be ist) You mus be Miser Jimmy Mactneyre ‘Who is famous fr switchblade throwing. [Every nghe before you goto bed You ikea gin with pepper. at ‘Glad to meet you Widow Begbick. (Ssleationt) ‘And for your arrival Miser O'Brien We have raked the gravel path Jnex “Thanks lot, ma'am, ‘And you most be Billy? ra (introducing) Bank Account Bil. ‘And this ase be Joe? st (ame) “Alaska Wolf Joe. ‘Jos to show you that we want to make you happy, were prepared “To offer a small discount. (She changes the pric ist) ‘Thank you kindly! (Saluetions) ‘Maybe you'd lke some nie clean gis fora starter? saunrey Moses (Brings pictures of girls and stands them up like a sandwich boerd) Gentlemen, every man carries in his heare the picture of his true love. What’ plump and juicy to one man may be sersway to another, Those swinging hips might be th thing for you, Mister Joe. ance Might be just the ching for me, Joe Thad something darker in mind, anyway. ‘And you, Mister Bile ‘Newer mind about me ‘And Mister Jim? a ‘No, I can’t tll from pictutes. ve got to touch flesh before Tinow fT m in love or not Come ovt, ou besutes of Mahagoany! ‘We've go the dough, and wha’ with you? ‘Seven years upin Aska ‘Where there's money, where i's cold Come out, you beauties of Mahagonny 4 If we ike you, well pay in gold ‘Well hell, you big boys fom Alaska Was itcold there, dd you got ich? a ‘Wall hello, vou beauties of Mahagonny. JENN aN TE sects ‘Weare the beauties of Mahagonay If you ean pay you'l ger what pleases your itch seca (indicating Jemy) This i the girl for you, Mister O’Brien. If her hips don’ wing enough Your fifty bucks sn't worth an outhouse crap. "Thirty bucks! nous (sbragaing, to Jenny) "Thine bucks!see ‘Won't you barn mind, Mister OBrien Won't you bear in mind gi cant ive on thirty buck! That won' keep her in stockings come from Havana Bur my mother was white and well-boro ‘She used tty tome ‘My child don’ sel yourself For afew dolla bills the way L used v9 do Lok at me, at what my life did eo me." ‘Won't you change your mind, Miter O'Brien snes Ta tha case, ewenty bucks "Thirty, mister, hry. Forgee it a Maybe Take her. (To Jemay) What's your name? Jenny Sait from Oklahoms 1 gocher abour nwo months ago. teas working down the Big cies ‘And there's ot one thing that I refuse to do. now thse Jimmy, Jammy, Jimmy from Alsta's snow “Te dead don't have ic half so bad a they did ‘Thats how they made their dough, thats how they made their dough . “They sued thee pockes ful of greenbacks and paraded Down tothe tun nd of to Mahagon they go. Ob, Jimmy, darting ineny mine “The men all hink ry legs ae ne My legeate yours lone now, Jnny ‘Oh Jy, sc here on my hace Teenever found the man for me Of, do drink from my glass now, Jimmy! Okay, Peake you, Chin up, Jinmy! (All are shout vo set out for Mabagonny when people with ‘taser ative from there) we ‘What kind of people are they? ‘vont wre actrees (ruin part) Has the sip lee yet? Thank Go! No, sil hee! (The peopl wit teres rach of tthe wharf) samc (eumsng afer bem) lars, blackheads! Look at them, runing for the ship, And theie pockets stil loaded with eath. What » bonch of lowlife! No sense of humot! cx ‘Now I wonder why they're leaving. Where i’ nice, wie folks sel Umaftsid theres something fishy. ‘Now litem, my good fellows Jest come along to Mahagonny. Te won't mean noehing rome To once again reduce the price of whiskey. (She pus a thind sign ith even loser prices over the previous ign) soe ‘Seems this Mahagonny, afterall we've heard about it Istoo cheap, Idolit it Tome isall much too expensive, sex ‘And you, Jimmy, does the place look good 9 you? Wherever weare i good. ‘Oh, Jimmy, sichere on my knee, ‘Oh Jimmy, sit here on my knee.LIAN AND THE SK Ls Te never found the man fot me ‘Oh, do dink from my glass no, Jimny! {Jey THE SI CML, BECO, J, JAC, BLE, JOE "Those are the Jimmy, Jimmy, jimmys fom Alasla's sow. Jenn AND TE aL "The dead don't have i half so bad as they did 2M, JACK, BLL, JOE That's how Wwe made our dough, that's how we made our dovgh. vey AND rsx is "They seffed thet jckers fl of greenbacks and paraded Dov to the tin and off to Mahsgon they go. (All g0 of to Mabegonny) Instruction, ‘Map of Mabsgonny. Jim and Jenny walking. yew _T've learned in my trade when you meet a man fr the fis cime, you most ask him jest how he likes things. So pleas all me how you want me tbe, st JM You look fine to me juse ab you ae. Drop the “si, ‘all me Jimmy, and T might begia to thnk you like me sexs Tell me, Jimmy, how would you like my hair done? Tn bangs or comb i back? sya You mig wear ic difeene ways, depending on where seen Then there's the mater of my lingerie, Jim, Should ie be fancy underwear of should I jst ship the undies? a ‘Skip the undies. sexe Is for you wsay, si am ‘And what do you want? ‘ethapsieis oo soon otal about 1 Al great enterprises have their crises A projection shows the satitics of crime and of exh flow in Mabugonny. Seven diferent price lise. Inside the Sign of ‘be Rich san,” Fury she bookkeeper and Trinity Moser are tinting atthe ar. Begbck ruses in, ber face made up sabite, Tony and Noses!) Faty and Macy ave you sen that esl ure ving? Thee dow ce Ino. sen = i "Whar okey th Hee? A few bas and a hig ple of Vie ind of peopl eee, anya? They eth tnd theyre hp They oon Be pore aang sa Heyes haann ts tagoany ‘Pomel steoben ier Toy whieyiswev daar “Toorrow tla o downto igh Oh dann hs hagonny ‘fone oureobes araeanick 1 don't know what to do any mote! Everybody ‘wants something from ine, and I have nothing let to give ‘Whar exn I offer them to make them stay and let me go on ising? ‘Oh dann this Mahagonny ured ou to bea fate. too once taried besides wallin the springtime ‘With young man We had prey phrases o trade And our great passion to talk of Bur when the cash was gone Wha fad time tobe passionate? (Cash breeds pasion Gash breeds pasion, recnrox Nineren years of misery. The struggle for exit- fence turned me into an empey shell Tis was my last big plan; we called ie Mahagony, the spiderweh. Bue nothing's been caught inour web = ‘Oh dam, this Mahagonay ‘Tumed outro bea failure ‘Wallis time for uso turn around Goback in ovr tracks, driving through a thousand cites And count backwards, wiping out ‘This ninereen-year sretch We're lesvng Fight now! arr THE BOORKEEDER Sure, Widow Begbick! Sure, Widow Begbick, har’ just what they'd lke you to do! (Reading from a newspaper) A squad of constables has been seen in Pensacola, inquiring for a female suspece known as Leocadi Degbick. ‘They made a thorough search of every building there and then traveled onward Damn! Now nothing can save ws, Sure, Widow Begbick Crime wont pay, tell you, in che long un [And those who lead if of erie Always die young! If we had money! we had made some money (Out of thispiderweb which sno web “Then wh’ care ifthe constables came! Dida’ some new suckers tm up today? They looked af they had money. I we done get their dough we're Tost. All true seekers shall be disappointed Wharf of Mabagonny. Jim-like the men with ruitesser carer—comes from tbe city. Hie friende try t0 bold im back 90x ‘Jimmy. why are you runing away? ‘Giveme one good reson for staying. (Come on, what ate you looking so gloomy for? Because | saw a notice posed Thatsnid "Not allowed here.” sor Dot you have gin and ch sxe “Too cheap! Ap whiskey?"And peace and contentment? "Too peaceful! ace. If you want a fish for dinner ‘You jus go and catch one. sist "That docsn’t make me happy. or ‘You smoke. You smoke, ‘You sleep abt. sa Yousleep. Jace ‘You swim. (nicking Bim) "You go pick a banana! see "You look a the water (Cin only shrugs bis shoulders) You forget a ‘Bu there's something wrong, hos, BLE, Joe ‘Wonderful to contemplate the fling right And beautfl the converse of men among themselves. am ‘But there's something wrong. ex, BIL, Joe Benstifl things are peace and quiet ‘Anda blessing s contentment Bur there's something wrong. ‘Greats the simple life in its glory ‘And Mother Nature's grandeur is beyond compare. Bar tres something wrong. Think tha just mighe ext my hat 1 ehink that will see me chroogh Tellme, why should Isimply eat my bat When theres nothing es to do? “The ABC’ of drinking now ate yours ave sen the moon alfe all night ll awn ‘The Mandalay Saloon has closed is doors ‘Aad face i, nothing i going on. Oh fellas, face i, naehing is going on! I think Pa just beter dive to Georgia hear they've gor something aew Telfme why shouldn't simpy drive to Georgia When there's nothing else to do? "The ABCS of driaking now ate youre You've seen the moon alofe all aight ill dawn ‘The Mandslay Saloon has closed its doors And face, nothing is going on (Ok fella face i nothing going on. 8 a J ‘Oh, Jim, done ger ina state ‘The Mandalay bar open late soe Timmy thinks he should eat is at. ‘Now why, Jim, would you wane to ext your bat "You mui be going bat, Jimmy ce ‘You can't ext any hats, Jimmyi nex, au, Jo Don't be auch a dope! Jimmy, we've gots rope! (All three shouting) We're beating you black and blue, Jim nol you deide that you, im ‘Are han! at ‘Oh, fellas, Tm sick of being human, Joe All ight, you've fad your my, and now youll come buck to Mahagonny svith slike a good boy (They lead bm Back 10 toren) 9 Under the open sky, im from of the “Sign of the Rich Man, sit the men of Mabagonny, smoking, rocking, and drinking, ‘our four friends among them. They listen’ to manic and ‘dreamily contemplare 4 white cloud taveling across the ‘hy from left to right, then back again and vo om. There sre ‘ign standing about reading: “Kindly be cereal with my chairs” "No rough stuf,” "Avoid offensive songs.” sm ‘Deepin Alsat sow-covered woodland thre palsand cat all he tamer we could, at ‘Worked ar ateam to hal the logs othe sea Lived on rotten rene sd oar money Seven year Teweated and ved In order ro come bere. “Trapped in that cabin for sven fresing winters Car gost core th ne crommny Se Weed snes wu go All the places we'd go tif we had caough money. {pup ih al that hardeip Inorder to come bere When our time was over we took out our money Picked a our target of al places ris damaed Mahagonny Headed this way jt as fae a we could With no res a all And what we found was this place, ‘There was anyplace worse than this fe was the supidet thing we could do Deciding to come here (He jumps up) Vey, you, who do you think you ae? You thnk you can reat us like din? That where you're He don’ like ie here! secaex (rubing from che bows) ist what don't you ike here? "This shit-hole! T beheve 1 heard the word “shichole”! Did you happen tomy “shichole”? awe Yeah sid itame, Jimmy Mactntyt. (The white cloud rudders and disappeartquichly) ‘Seven winters, seven winters cutting down the trees lke 1 fend He eut down trees like a fiend, ‘Calm down, Jim? And the river, and the river, and the river frozen every ‘yy ‘i Gms, JAX, mtd, JOE The river froven every day ase T pur up with all that hardship, all of that so 1 could ‘ome hereBuc js donk i here where Richie pang ct on my aby, Jey baby ohare, pth af sway me "Ty and hld me bck! cea Do what we say, pete ie aay. my baby, come slong with sand plas eave ae “Ty and olde tack! pefoinn ome ong wth sand plese behave rm “Seven winters ating tinder Srven yn of feed ester Tpurep wal ie ip dated fd wast ace, ‘You hae ue, dsp, whiskey, women mm niet endhp whist, women orien Tethered in your pocket! Qube! Ques “Think of seeping sookng, shin, swimming! ne eping smoking. shin, svinming pion ei pemytien "inn. po teks) fnny, tthe aie away! Oure? Oui! icetnehemiy Toes re Jn frm Aleta “Those the Jn rom Al, old me back, o there may be bloodshed! ‘Try and hold me back! hex, Jor, a. "Tay and hold him back! Or there may be bloodshed! ‘Tey and hold him back! “Those are the Jimmys,Jimmys,Jimmys from Alsl's snow ‘Thedead don't haveit half bad a they did ‘That's how they made their dough! That's how they made their dough! oom, rary, acses If these supid jerks would only stay in the Alaskan forest, because all ehey want to do is t0 destroy our quiet and our contentment: Throw the bastard ‘0, go throw him ou! ame sn hold me back or there be bloodshed £5 jus too dal here! 1 just too dull ere! (Hestands oma table) Nothing in your whole damn Mahsgonny Will ever make people happy Because there's too much peace roo moch contentment, [And there istoo moch ‘Armancan depend upon. (Lights ou. ll remain onstage, standing in the dark) 10 (On the backirop appear «sign in giant letters “» rvPHo0s," then second sign!" NORMANE Te MOVING TOWARD. Malta How frighefl! A disaster! “The town of pleasure will be doomed(On the mountain peas the hurricanes hover Sudden death ses up ou of theses. How frighfull A distr! (Ob, hoetor whae fate! Wher isthere a wall hat will keep me safe? Where istherea cavern to protactie? + How frightfll A disses! ‘Oh, horzoe! What a fate! iH Onthis night of horrorsa simple lumberjack named Jim MacIntyre discovered the laws of human happiness Night of the burvcane. Siting onthe ground, leaning agaist ‘still, are Jenny, Begbick, Jom, Jack, Bl, and Joe. All ae x (reat despair, except Jim, w2ho is Laughing. From the back- [round are beard the voices of procesions pasing bebind the wl. ‘re ste oF Mancoxny (ouside) ‘Stand proudly. brothers, conquer yous fright Even if ehuos should darken the ight Tears are unavailing What's the ws of wailing When you'e got «hurricane to ight Jen (softly and sadly) ‘Ob, moon of Alabama We now must sty good-bye We've lst out good old mama ‘And ms ave whiskey Ob, you know why shes Don't try to escapee There'sn0 we Go where you like Tewill each you “The best thing you can do tosis Awaiting That lst moment. 1 op StAHCONNY (outside) Stand proudly, brothers conguee your fright Frenif chs should darken the light Tearsate unavailing What’ te eof wailing When you've gots hurricane to fight? mtg) i eccx (0 Jim) Whar'sso funny? a ia Look now, this is your world Peace and contentment, they don’ exist Bot of hurricanes we've go plenty Not to menton yphoons and waterspouts Aad i's the same way with man He wll dezoy what's around him. Why on eth do we need hurticanes? You think a ryphoon i frightening (Compared with man when he warts acting funny (From the ditance: “Stand proudly, brothers” et.) ex Pipe down, Jim! see ‘Youtall too much, ‘Siedown and have a smoke and forget. i ‘Why build walls and rowers tllas the Himalayas I wecan’e destroy them again Because that's hove we getour kicks?‘What's sersighe must be ewisted out of shape ‘And whac sands igh max fallin the da ‘Wedo nor needs hsricane Ler yclones do what they can Becattedevetacion, fight and pin Can lo be extsed by an (From the distance: "Stand prouily, rotor” et) Fereeis the hurricane Fieeer il the typhoon Bocthe wort of ais nan. (wo Beghick) ‘Now loo, you've pat signal around With inarsctions on the “Tiss forbidden ‘And that you may not do That's notte way to promote happiness. Look on tat wal flan there's agar Tess ber: Tonight iis frbidden F “Tosingany joyous songs ; Buc before ewoo'dock sles Youll hear me. mmy Mace : Singing s joyous song So you cen se “That ies noe forbidden! ‘We donot ned a huricsne Leteyclones do wht they can Beenie devas, fight and pin Canalo be eased by man ser } Pipe down, Jimmy! You tlk too much. Come ouside with reandloveme op. as ‘No. there's mare rosy Don't le false hopes blind you “Thee is no eral fe “The nigh eeeps up behind you Let each day’send remind you Nights wind cuts like a knife Don't let harsh words chill you (Or think chat Life's oo tough Bue gorge and et fil you ‘Theday death comes toll you You won’thave had enough. Drop the dreams they've sold you Therein that much time Don't et desth’s rot enfold you Le Life's grea low uphold you Towaste itis crime Let not hope confound you Te labor on and on i (Or fear and erembling hound you. Juste the beasts around you You die and you are gone. 4 (He steps forword onto the apron) 1f you're shore of cash Fora thing you wane t buy Then go get the ext, Just ead forthe street and find rich man it him on the bead and take all his cash Jost doit Sees house where you'd like ro five? SJorego in that house Andie down ina bed. When che wife comes home, give her shelter and love When the roof starts to leak, thea pack your bag! Just doe I you should ever Find a thoughe ‘That'snewto you(Go ahead and think i If fcconts you money of rns your home: “Think that thought! ‘Tink eae though Justo! Inthe interes of order Forthe good of che state For the future of mankind ‘And for your persnal satisfaction Doit! (AI bave got up and taken of ther bats. Jim eps back and receives ther congratulstions) sry tes oF uanacoen (otteide) “Tears ae unavailing What's the use of wailing When you've got a hurricane to ight nvcmex (notions Jin toxcerd ber end goes into « corner sith ‘Bim) ‘Then you think it was wrong of me to forbid anything? st Sure, Because when I fel lke i, 1 just naurally ignore ‘your signs and your lnws, and kick down your wale Just Tike the hurricane does You ean make money out of i Havesome ancntex (10 everyone) ‘So do whatever you enjoy Or typhoons will do efor you For when hurricanes stare vo destroy “There's nothing the we cane do, ‘Weillive our our everyday lives Asif each day were our stone ‘Taking each new joy ast acives [Never lingering ove a past one Who ean say Any day ‘Nature may pull as one. (Farey the Bookkeeper and Trinity Moser rub i, very excited) ‘All dead in Pensacola! All dead in Pensacola! ‘And the hurricanes now moving straight ahead For Mahagonny! sncoiex (ttomphntly) Pensicola! Pensicola! The constables have been struck down for good An jst and unjst ale wil perish al together, ‘They all mst goto their death, a ‘So Tsay what I std before: [Now's the time ta indulge in forbidden acts When the hurecane strikes, no laws will stop ie So, sing, fora eange, Because they've Forbidden it ran sues ov aanaconsy (very nea, Behind the wall) Don't worry. Don't worry. JIM WITH JENNY AND JOR “Therefore sing with we Lees sing all the gay songs we know Weare forbidden to sing Sole sing! Lise (tonps om top ofthe wal) ‘Your life this world’s whae you make it And noone will carry you though theres gor tobe hicks, then give hem And the hicked one, believe me, willbe you. ‘Your life in this word's what you make ie ‘And no one will cazey you through there's got tobe ick, chen Fl give them. And the kicked one, believe me, willbe you (Blackout. The porters im the buckgroud show 4 4s0- raphicel drawing, with am arrow slowly moving towed ‘Mabagonny, indicating the pat ofthe burrcene) cus (froma distance) ‘Stand proudly, brothers, conquer your fightR {Im the pale light men end girs soit om tbe road ouside Ma- ‘hagonny. As atthe end of Scene Eleven, the posters in the backgroud agcin show the arrow tlowly moving towerd ‘Mabsgonny. Periodic amouncements over «loudspeaker during the orcbes- trae rite Hurricane approaching Atsenaat 120 miles per bow. Second announcement: sexy Acone another they looked the men of Mahagonay. Yes, they said, the men of Mahagonny. ‘One morning whea the sky was gray Smack in our whiskey God eame to Mahagonay ‘Smack in or whiskey ‘Wesaw God had come to Mahagony. Did you taugh on Friday evening? Taw Mary Weenan inthe like Floating belly epic ome dead codfish ‘And she wo dry out ake o mae. sen Aton another they lok, the men of Mahagony. Yes they si the men of Nahagonny. ru acting a hough ty Baber nosking) (One moring when he sky ws gray Snack nou whisey Godeame to Matagonay Sackinout whiskey” ‘Wenn God had come Matugonny. ‘Does this gon look falian? Did you shooc aman eo served me wel Dot have lie with you ln Heaven With your diy hin drunken sel seer tone another hey lake, the men of Mahagoany. Yes thy sd the ten of Nshogon ‘One moming when the sky was gray Snack nour whiskeyGod came ro Mahagonny ‘Suck in our whiskey Weta Gord had come ro Mahagonny. ‘You ean all go to Hell now! ar away your sogies. Off you go! Double-tine ie dovtn to Hell, you meat-heads! ‘Soon you'lal be burning there below. yess Aone another they looked, the men of Mahagonny. [No they sui, the men of Mahsgoany. ‘One momning when the sky was gray Smack in oat whiskey You came to Mahagonny Smack in our whiskey You tart out in Mahagonny! Boys, sic square on your asses ‘We re on strike. Hold ir steady! You can't drag us down to hell, you ntwit "Cause we'te been in hel for yeas already. sexsy (yells brough a megspbone) ‘Ae God they looked, the men of Mahagony No, they sid the men of Mahagony. sist Now I realize that my doom was sealed when I first tcame to. this city, trying to buy spyself happiness with money. Here Tit now, and I've hid nothing. T was the fone stho sid: Everybody muse carve out a picce of meat for himself, with any knife. But the mea was rotten! The happiness I bought was no happiness andthe freedom money gives is no freedom. I ate and was sill hungry, I drank and ‘Was sil thirsty. Could somebody’ give me a glas of water? : suinrry stoses (putting the Pelmet on bin) 20 And amid increasing confusion, rising prices, and the hostility of all against al, those not yer killed demonstrated during the last weeks of Spiderweb City for their ideals.They had learned nothing The posters in the background show Mabagonny in flames. ‘Thon the colunons of demonttrator march in: they intersect, collide and continue ta the end. First column: Beghick, Fatty the Bookkeeper, Trinity Moses, snd ther friowds. The sigue of the frst cola 133 This enchanting town of Mahagonny” Isgreatif you've gor the money Icoffer everything ‘Cause everything's forsale And there fe nothing on earth that can’ be boughs. Tis signe ofthe second colin say Fon rie User nesstiRUTION OF WoREDLY oDoHs“sive do no need hurricane Leceyclones do what they can Because devastation, fright and, Gin also becatsed by man ‘The signs ofthe third columm sey: FOR BRAVERY AGAINST THE DEFENSELESS ‘Your life in this world’s what you make it ‘And no one will cary you through. If there's gor tobe kicks, then I'l give them ‘And the kicked one, believe me, will be you. ‘inst couums (coming back with its signs) “This enchanting town of Mahagonny Is dismal when there's no money. For cash does wonders You're sunk without it Ie’ only money a man can depend upon. ourra couuntn (girls carrying om a linen cushion Jim Ma Inyre’s watch, revolver, and checkbook, and on a pole his shire) (Oh, moon of Alabama Wenow muse say good-bye ‘We've lost our good old mama ‘And mose have dollars Oh, you know why. Fifth column with Jion Maclmtyre's body. Close bebind sign: ‘You ean wet his mouth with vinegar You ean wipe the swest off his brow You can go get pair of pincers Gently deve his tongue out of his mouth ‘Nothing you can do wil help 2 dead man, Sixth colin, with a smal sgn: You ean ey to seetalk him Or youcan yel at him (Or you can et him lie there Or you ean drag him with you You ean never givea dead man any orders You can pres cash into his hand Youean digs hole for him You can stuf him down init You can throw the shovel a him [Nothing you can do will help a dead man, Seventh cola witha gion sign: You ean reminisce about hs shining hour You can lt his shining hour be forgotten ‘Nothing you can do will help a dead man. (Endless colenms in constant motion) ‘Nothing will help him or us or you now.