Close your eyes, let the dream begin again
There he is, that's the killer, can you picture him? (That's him)
Just the shadow of a man, a bullet fired long before your world began
A thing more terrible than fate, it’s not the rule of love or hate
But the instinct of volition coming through your gate

Better hush beneath the covers, now hess at your door
Or just lie still, it ain’t you that he’s looking for
Another stranger in the night, it ain’t your business if he's wrong or if he’s right
A thing more terrible than chance, a crime forgiven in advance
When the finger pulls the trigger
Blood will fall everywhere but on his hands (We all fall down)

Angel of God, my guardian dear, to whom His love commits me here
Every day be at my side, to light, to guard, to rule and guide
With all I do, and all I say, from your path I will not stray
Now keep dear family close to thee, and in death we’ll be joined through Cavalry
Amen

In the morning time to take a stand (We all fall down)
We'll have to strike in revenge if we want the upper hand (We all fall down)
The execution of a plan is something bigger than the life of just one man
Like a campfire in the night there’s no need to justify it
It's the feeling of the darkness that surrounds you that makes it right

Pick your heroes wisely lest they fall to the ground
Well, goddamit we all fall down!

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Music by Peter Gaffney, lyrics by Brian Grace-Duff and Peter Gaffney

Nathan Foley: Lead Vocals (in the role of the Nameless Gunman)
Jordi Wallen: in the role of Kattrin
Lesley Berkowitz, Frankie Galucci, , Sarah Schol, Johnny Smith: Backup Vocals
Peter Gaffney: Guitar, Harmonica, Percussion
Sarah Larsen: Violin
Rachel Icenogle: Cello

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04. A Lullaby for Bad Dreams

Music by Peter Gaffney, text by Brian Grace-Duff

Jordi Wallen: in the role of Peaches
Johnny Smith: in the role of Lowell McGruel
Sarah Schol: in the role of Mallory McGruel
Peter Gaffney: Guitar
Sarah Larsen: Violin
Rachel Icenogle: Cello

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07. Girl with the Buckshot Eyes (An Interesting Piece of News)

Music by Peter Gaffney

Peter Gaffney: Accordion
Sarah Larsen: Violin
Rachel Icenogle: Cello

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08. Interlude Between Bad and Worse (or, The Whore’s Dignity)

In mourning at least four mornings
In black at least a year
And the last plot in the churchyard
For a Scrapfield we held so dear

Behold a sad procession, let everyone despair
He's only a possession of which the pall must bear
With this memento mori I carry of his hair
Let it be! McGruels deserve the grave

So give up the ghost
As far as death, I got a lethal dose
But even so, I'd like to make a toast
In honor of my vengeance (See how tight he ties the knot!)
With all the family in attendance
And no McGruel will foil the consummation of my grave!

All Scrapefields are false
I walked with death in hand, you clung to pulse  
The earth is calling me to decompose
You cannot block our wedlock
My vows are sealed with a kiss!
With kin beside me till the Lord knocks
For nothing could be sweeter than the last plot in Revenge!

Don't give me that look, Mr. McGruel
Lord knows it's a little too late
Like yesterday's flowers, the love that was ours
Has finally withered away

I never gave up, Harrietta
My game was to patiently wait
In th' McGruel cabal we pick flowers in fall
And suffer our sins in the shade (We suffer our sins in the shade, etc.)

Don't give me that talk, Mr. McGruel
This isn't a picnic in June
Devout to your kin, you were quick to give in
And you left me a garden in ruin (You left me a garden in ruin, etc.)

I gave you my word, Harrietta
I said I'd make good from the start
But love's like a rose, for it leads by the nose
And it pricks you for smelling too hard (It pricks you for smelling too hard, etc.)

Don't give me that croque, Mr. McGruel
That compost you call a bouquet
So quick to presume that our rose is in bloom
When it reeks of immortal decay (It reeks of immortal decay, etc.)

Oh, Time changes everything
What happened to the day when we could still smell the blood?
Oh, and the grave’s like a wedding ring
Let it burry all our hopes, let the sun rise no more, rise no more

Oooh, you deserve the grave
I deserve the grave 
For nothing could be sweeter than the last plot in Revenge!

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Music by Peter Gaffney, lyrics by Brian Grace-Duff and Peter Gaffney

Leslsey Berkowitz, Johnny Smith: Lead Vocals (in the roles of Hattie Scrapfield and Lowell McGruel)
Frankie Galluci, Dane Eissler: Lead Vocals (in the roles of Scrapfield and McGruel corpses)
Peter Gaffney: Accordion, Guitar, Percussion
Sarah Larsen: Violin
Rachel Icenogle: Cello

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10. The Dirge of Revenge (or, I Deserve the Grave)

Music by Peter Gaffney, text by Brian Grace-Duff

Johnny Smith: in the role of Old Dutch
Nathan Foley: in the role of “Uncle” Vernon Fossors
Rachel Icenogle: Cello
Peter Gaffney: Accordion
Sarah Larsen: Violin

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09. Fossors’ Theme

11. A Dark Dirty Bird Feeding its Hatchlings

Music by Peter Gaffney, text by Brian Grace-Duff

Johnny Smith: in the role of Lowell McGruel
Lesley Berkowitz: in the role of Hattie Scrapfield
Peter Gaffney: Guitar
Sarah Larsen: Violin
Rachel Icenogle: Cello

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13. Hattie’s Theme

Music by Peter Gaffney, text by Brian Grace-Duff

Johnny Smith: in the role of the Nameless Gunman
Nathan Foley: in the role of “Uncle” Vernon Fossors
Jordi Wallen: in the role of Kattrin
Leslsey Berkowitz: in the role of Yvette
Sarah Schol, Nathan Foley, Jordi Wallen, Leslsey Berkowitz: Gunman’s Chorus
Peter Gaffney: Guitar
Sarah Larsen: Violin
Rachel Icenogle: Cello

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14. Final Showdown

Was that the end, or do I hear
The story endless repeating
Or is that you scratching your head
Because the horse we’re beating is the one that’s dead
Another kingdom without the keys
Another puzzle with a missing piece
You find yourself searching your plate
Because you’re not so sure about the food that you just ate
Or what was in your cup
Ooh, ooh, it doesn't add up
Ooh, ooh, it doesn't add up

A full belly is the Good Lord’s bliss
But salvation is a Judas kiss
When everywhere across the land
There’s a short order angel at the Devil's command
No way out, but you can't stay
It’s not a question of who will pay
You play your cards close to your chest
And you keep on waiting for the game to make some sense
Before someone calls your bluff
Ooh, ooh, it doesn't add up
Ooh, ooh, it doesn't add up

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Music by Peter Gaffney, lyrics by Brian Grace-Duff and Peter Gaffney

Jordi Wallen: Lead Vocals 
Sarah Schol: Lead Vocals 
Frankie Galluci, Nathan Foley, Johnny Smith: Backup Vocals
Lesley Berkowitz: Flute
Johnny Smith: Saxophone
Nathan Foley: Trombone
Peter Gaffney: Percussion
Sarah Larsen: Violin
Rachel Icenogle: Cello

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15. Rhumba (or, How We Pay the Bill)

What kind of fool would go on hustling
From gold rush to gold rush, from silver to coal
Taking these men for whatever they’ll spend
While every new morning takes its toll

Well, I don’t know what keeps them going
From daybreak to daybreak, from midnight to dawn
All that I know is that time moves too slow
And all of a sudden it’s gone

Time, it ain’t time that I’ll miss when I'm gone
Because time’s the one lover I had who did me all wrong
Never saw light of morning that didn’t fade into evening in
Time, like a man who won’t make up his mind
Was to carry me through all my days
But instead he just spins life away

I don’t look too closely in the mirror
What it means to show me I don’t want to see
The window is fine to watch the sun rise and shine
And fall again dead behind the trees

Well, I don’t know what keeps them going 
(It’s been a soggy November ever since I remember)
From daybreak to daybreak,	from midnight to midnight to dawn, 
(Even in the summers mad heat,)     
All that I know is that time moves too slow
(And these metronome johns make the time ramble on)
And all of a sudden it’s gone
(And provide me with something to eat)

Time, it ain’t time that I’ll miss when I’m gone
Because time’s the one lover I had who did me all wrong
Never saw light of morning that didn’t fade into evening in
Time, like a man who won’t make up his mind
Was to carry me through all my days
But instead he just spins life away

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Music by Peter Gaffney, lyrics by Brian Grace-Duff and Peter Gaffney

Jordi Wallen: Lead Vocals (in the role of Peaches)
Sarah Schol: Lead Vocals (in the role of Hennepin “Piney” Scrapfield)
Lesley Berkowitz: Flute
Sarah Larsen: Violin
Rachel Icenogle: Cello
Peter Gaffney: Percussion

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12. A Reprise of November

Music by Peter Gaffney, text by Brian Grace-Duff

Johnny Smith: in the role of the Nameless Gunman
Nathan Foley: in the role of “Uncle” Vernon Fossors
Jordi Wallen: in the role of Kattrin
Sarah Schol, Nathan Foley, Jordi Wallen, Leslsey Berkowitz: Gunman’s Chorus
Peter Gaffney: Guitar
Sarah Larsen: Violin
Rachel Icenogle: Cello

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