The Wild Party

by Roma!

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about

Based on the scandalous epic poem of the same name by Joseph Moncure March, Roma!’s 19-track debut THE WILD PARTY chronicles the tragicomic goings-on at a Lower East Side house party in the Roaring Twenties.

Making cameo appearances in between songs are downtown celebrities like Village Voice columnist Michael Musto, breakout actress Jamie Clayton (HBO’s HUNG and VH1's TRANSFORM ME) and Reality TV star Jeffrey Williams (winner of Bravo’s THE FASHION SHOW).

For licensing information, please contact mrdavidbarratt@yahoo.com.

credits

released 09 September 2011
Katana: Guitar
Beretta: Bass
Armada: Drums
Calavera: Keyboards
Stilletto: Vocals

Produced and arranged by Mr. David Barratt at The Abattoir Of Good Taste, The Mobile Abattoir and Flux Studios NYC.

All songs and interstitials written by Phillips/Barratt.

Based on the epic poem THE WILD PARTY by Joseph Moncure March.

Executive producers: Phillips/Barratt

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Track Name: Introduction
Queenie was a blonde and her age stood still,
And she danced twice a day in vaudeville.
Track Name: Queenie
Queenie was a blonde
And her age stood still
When she danced twice a day
Twice a day in vaudeville

Grey eyes
Lips like coals aglow
And her face a tinted mask
A tinted mask of snow

What hips
What shoulders
What a back she had!
Legs built to drive men mad

And she did
And she did
And she did
And she did

Queenie had a man
She had a man named Burrs
He was a clown of great renown
Three-sheeted all over town

Oh yes
Burrs he was a charmer
Who only loved Queenie as much
As much as he could harm her

One grin
One gesture
And the house would yell
But his eyes were mean as hell

'Cause he was
Yes he was
Just because
Just because

Sunday comes too soon
Queenie wakes feeling shot
And though it ain't quite noon
It's already too hot

So tired
That her eyes stay shut
And when she calls her man
Her man calls her a slut

They fight
Then she says
Babe to make this right
Let's throw a party tonight

So they did, yes they did
And they did, yes they did
Track Name: A Lazy Slut
QUEENIE: Burrsie? Burrrrrrsie? Get me a cuppa coffee, baby.

BURRS: Get it yourself, you lazy slut.

QUEENIE: What'd you call me?

BURRS: A lazy slut!

QUEENIE: Call me a slut again, fuckface! I fucking dare you!

BURRS: Put the fucking knife down, you goddamn crazy bitch! (Starts to laugh) Alright. Alright, Queenie. You fucking win. I give up. Just put the knife down, okay?

QUEENIE: The fuck I will! I should fucking kill ya, you ugly old alcoholic piece of shit! And the next time you call me a lazy slut, I'll cut your fucking balls off and feed 'em to you for breakfast!

BURRS (still laughing): Whatever you say, baby. Whatever you say. Listen, lemme make it up to you, alright? What'll make ya happy? I'll do anything, baby.

QUEENIE: Anything?

BURRS: Anything, sweetheart. You name it.

QUEENIE: I wanna throw a party.

BURRS: A party? Here?

QUEENIE: That's what I said, you stupid piece of fuck. A party. Here. Tonight.
Track Name: Burrs
A girl would offer him her heart on a platter
And he would bite that heart but it wouldn’t matter
She wouldn’t care if he drank much more than he should
He was the kind of man she understood

And she’d say
Just kiss me and hold me tight
And give me a hectic night
You scare me when we fight
Don’t care 'cause you feel so right

And they’re gone
And they’re gone

Was a girl who forced him into a marriage
Before long he gave her a miscarriage
And even when he beat that girl with his shoe
She’d only smile and swear that her love was true

And she’d say
Just kiss me and hold me tight
And give me a hectic night
You scare me when we fight
Don’t care 'cause you feel so right

And they’re gone
And they’re gone

And she’d say
Just kiss me and hold me tight
And give me a hectic night
You scare me when we fight
Don’t care 'cause you feel so right

And they’re gone
And they’re gone

A girl would offer him her heart on a platter
Track Name: Let's Get This Party Started
LADY J: Thank God I'm not the first to arrive! Here, I brought you some absinthe.

BURRS: Lemme show you 'round. This here's the living room, and the bedroom's right through that door. Bathroom's offa the bedroom. Don't in there, though. Queenie hasn't cleaned it since we moved in two years ago. Drinks are in the kitchen.

JACKIE: Oh my! It's like a Shanghai brothel in here!

QUEENIE: Shut the fuck up, Jackie! I was going for a Zen thing. Y'know, Feng Shooey?

BURRS: All this shit's imported. That gong we got in Chinatown. Same with the butta.

QUEENIE: Well actually, the Buddha's from Sears.

BURRS: Same difference.

MADELAINE: Ya gonna offer me a drink, or what?

BURRS: I tole ya, drinks are in the kitchen!

MADELAINE: You mean you're not gonna make me one? What kinda host are you?

QUEENIE: I'll get it, Madelaine. Whatcha having?

MADELAINE: The uge. White lady, heavy on the gin!

OSCAR: Fuck me, is that a Steinway?

BURRS: Sure as hell is. Needs tuning, though.

OSCAR: Damn right it does.

BURRS: Way to look a gift horse in the mouth, Twinkle Toes!

PHIL: Speaking of horses, I heard Kate's new beau is hung like one!

BURRS: Who, that rich kid? She better not bring him here tonight.

PHIL: She said she was gonna. I wanna get a load of that package! (Breaks into laughter)

DOLORES (screaming): Eeeeek! That bathroom is horrible! There's underwear hanging from the door handle!

MADELAINE: I know! And dirty dishes in the sink! Who eats in their fucking bathroom anyway?

BURRS: I do! And if you don't like it, get the fuck out!

QUEENIE: Here's your drink, Madelaine. What's Dolores screaming about?

DOLORES: The bathroom! I’m traumatized!

QUEENIE (laughing): It's pretty rank in there, isn't it?

KATE: I can't believe you fuckersh shtarted without me! Hi Queenie. Hi Phil. And thash Jackie, right? My God, there's Mae! Hello Mae! I'm tight!

EDDIE: Who the fuck are you?

KATE: Who the fuck am I? I. Am. Kate!
Track Name: Kate
She’s vicious
Capricious
And ever so delicious
She’s rakish
And tallish
Expressive-lipped and smallish

Well she could make a Baptist preacher laugh so hard he would choke
With a joke
And if you pay enough she’ll surely pay you back with a poke
Or some coke

Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh

The taste of sin
Will pull you in
Until you’re godforsaken
You hope and pray
For her to stay
But she’s already taken

She’ll make you feel alright
Until it’s almost light
Oh Kate sweet Kate my Kate
You left me here alone and shaking

With eyes like
A raven
And appetites so craven oh
She’s lusty
And busty
And certainly not trusty no

She’s not the type to be discreet or try to keep something hid
That she did
And if you let her take the wheel you know your car’s gonna skid
That’s our kid

Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh

The taste of sin
Will pull you in
Until you’re godforsaken
You hope and pray
For her to stay
But she’s already taken

She’ll make you feel alright
Until it’s almost light
Oh Kate sweet Kate my Kate
You left me here alone and shaking

Wiggle it, Katie
Go ‘head, Katie
Wiggle it, Katie
Go ‘head, Katie

Wiggle it just a little bit
Come on and wiggle it
Just a little bit
Yeah yeah
Wiggle it just a little bit
Come on and wiggle it
Just a little bit

The taste of sin
Will pull you in
Until you’re godforsaken
You hope and pray
For her to stay
But she’s already taken

She’ll make you feel alright
Until it’s almost light
Oh Kate sweet Kate my Kate
You left me here alone and shaking

Oh Kate sweet Kate my Kate
She left you here alone and shaking
Track Name: The Wild Party
I think it was about midnight, yeah
That’s when the party got hotter
Women’s voices grew shriller
And the men’s faces got redder
The room was hung with streamers of smoke
That billowed and curled, making everyone choke
Eyes flashed
Sparkled and glistened
Everyone talked
No one listened

Oh look, there’s Jackie
Perfectly formed of face
Slim, full of grace
Men and women were both his thing
Whichever was closer would feel his sting
He had two cars
He’d been behind bars
For theft and attempted escape
Oh then there was that other time
The time he got busted for rape

It was a wild party
Oh yeah
A wild, wild party
We outta ice?
Don't worry about it

Over there, that’s Dolores
Sad-eyed, tall
Wrapped in some kind of Mexican shawl
She's pretty, with a body built to please
And a hotbed of venereal disease
To the bathroom she made frequent trips
Coke fell from her nose in expensive drips
She was always between apartments, didn’t have a phone
And never left a party alone

Behold the twin brothers
Oscar and Phil
They sang, played piano
Together with skill
They were powdered, rouged
With slicked-back hair
And always wore matching underwear
And while they both sure loved to cruise
A man they never chose to choose
They preferred each other, and couldn’t bear
To not make love a family affair

Yeah, it was a wild party
I mean seriously
Wild, wild party
Need a drinK? I do, too

Kate made the scene with her Hamptons tan
And left Black’s side to take Queenie’s man
Queenie saw her go, and stopped the Vic
To put on a record, so blue it was sick
She moved forward swiftly, stood before Black
“Hey, dance with me
'Til Kate comes back?”
And ever so shyly she smiled
He nodded, completely beguiled

The rest were simply repetitions
Of the more notorious – slim editions
Less practiced, less hardened
Less vicious, less strong
Just a bunch of strangers
Trying to get along

I mean, this was seriously a wild party
Oh yeah
A wild, wild party
Sunday's the new Friday

Oh my God I just walked in–
You'll never believe who I walked in on!
Yeah! Pants around his ankles!
He just smiled at me!
I think he wanted me to watch!
Track Name: Mae
She’s skinny and she’s mini
Her voice is high and tinny
She always has something to say
She’s flirty and she’s dirty
No beauty but she’s purty
And better for night than for day

The last time that I saw her
She was dating a lawyer
Who dressed her up in diamonds and pearls
But then I heard a rumor
He dumped her on a schooner
Because he didn’t really like girls

She’s the kind of girl you know
Who never remembers your name
But you never care at all
Because she’s a pro at her game

When she moves like this
And she talks like that
And she gives you a kiss
Like a heart attack
Like a heart attack

She’s really not a drinker
‘Cause one or two will sink her
But boy does she love the cocaine
And when her nose is powdered
She’ll talk to you for hours
Faster than a runaway train

She’s the kind of girl you know
Who’s liable to drive you insane
But you never care at all
Because you’re a moth to her flame

When she moves like this
And she talks like that
And she gives you a kiss
Like a heart attack

And when she moves like this
And she talks like that
And she gives you a kiss
Like a heart attack
Like a heart attack
Like a heart attack
Like a heart attack
Like a heart attack
Like a heart attack
Track Name: Nadine's Warning
EDDIE: Ay, sis. Lissen up. Tonight I don't wanna see you near any booze, and I don't wanna see you near any men. Ya got it?

NADINE: Oh Eddie! You're my brother, not my daddy! And why can't I drink when you always drink? It's just not fair!

EDDIE: Nadine, I’m not tellin' ya to do what I do. I'm tellin' ya to do what I DON'T do. Do ya know what I'm sayin'?

NADINE: I know what you're saying. You're saying: "Do you know what I'm sayin'?" (Giggles)

EDDIE: Don't get smart wif me, sis. I love you.

NADINE: Oh, Eddie!
Track Name: Eddie
He could have been a contender
But Eddie never said no to a bender
And after he had downed his thirteenth Scotch
He was a man to watch
Yeah

Oh yes he had the cunning
But drink had kept him out of the running
And on the nights when he mixed his rum with gin
There was no stopping him
No

He’s a brute
So hirsute
Nose and teeth
Battered
Scattered

Legs and thighs
Oversize
A boxer you’d guess
And you’re probably right
Oh Eddie could fight
‘Specially when he was tight
Which happened every night

Oh Eddie loved his kid sister
So much he made sure nobody kissed her
So when he happened upon her with a man
The shit hit the fan
Yeah

His big hands
Grabbed that man
By the neck
Took him
Shook him

Nadine screamed
Don’t be mean
You’ll kill him and Eddie
Said you’re probably right
Oh Eddie could fight
‘Specially when he was tight
Which happened every night

Kill him, Eddie!

The man went down
Hit the ground
Nadine said
Steady
Eddie

Eddie swore
Fucking whore
And charged his sister
Like a wild boar

Just in time
From behind
A bottle came down
Shattered
Spattered

Like a light
In the night
Eddie’s faded but
His sister’s alright
Oh Eddie could fight
But he’s not fighting tonight
'Cause he’s out like a light

And Nadine she’s alright
Different lover each night
Eddie’s nowhere in sight
'Cause he’s all out of fight
Track Name: White-Faced Youth
The Victrola played steadily.
Beside it sat
A white-faced youth, with a battered hat
Aslant on his frowsy, dishevelled head.
Obviously, he wished he were dead.
He sat hunched over, staring at the wall
With eyes that saw no wall at all.
With half of one large foot he kept
The music's rhythm.
He wept.
The record played on.
Each time it ended,
He would look up startled: greatly offended.
He would then rise
With streaming eyes.
Carefully,
With a face of pain,
He would start the same tune over again.
Track Name: Madelaine True
Take a look
Take a look
Take a look
Look at Madelaine True
Her body is a marvel
Is a marvel
But her mouth is so cruel

Dance Maddy
Dance Maddy
Dance
'Cause I wanna pretend
Pretend it’s the beginning even though I know
That this is the end

No

No you don’t have to speak
'Cause the look in your eyes
Makes her knees get weak

No
No you don’t have to stir
There ain’t a thing you can do
To get away from her

On the bed is a girl
Is a girl
All alone and aloof
Maddy knows
Maddy knows
Maddy knows
But she’s asking for proof

Hungry eyes
Slanted eyes
Painted eyes
Green and cold like a snake
Cross the room sit right down take her hand
Watch her give it a shake

No 

No you don’t have to speak
'Cause the look in your eyes
Makes her knees get weak

No
No you don’t have to stir
There ain’t a thing you can do
To get away from her

Candles flicker
And they flare
And they sputter
And they start to go out
Shadows leap across the room
Cross the room
With a silent shout
Maddy True
Maddy True
I see you and the girl are as one
On the couch in the dark and she’s pale and you’re grey as a gun

No 

No you don’t have to speak
'Cause the look in your eyes
Makes her knees get weak

No
No you don’t have to stir
There ain’t a thing you can do
To get away from her

Small white fingers wrapped around your waist
And a faraway look on her sweet sweet face
And the rise and the fall of her chest makes you want to forget
Track Name: The Seduction
BLACK: So, uh, you should come to my parents' house in the Hamptons sometime.

QUEENIE: That would be...nice.

BLACK: Yeah, I'm there like every day during the summer. There's a tennis court on the estate, and the polo grounds are really close by.

QUEENIE: Yeah? You play?

BLACK: You know, I never really got into it. But I do other sports. I do badminton. I do cycling. And uh, I was also on the rowing team. At Princeton.

QUEENIE: Wow.

BLACK: Yep. Yeah. Um, so you are, like, German, right?

QUEENIE: No. Why?

BLACK: Well it's just, you know, your hair is...really blonde.

QUEENIE: I dye it.

BLACK: Really? Wow. So what's your natural color?

QUEENIE: Why don't you lift up my skirt and find out?

BLACK: Oh!
Track Name: Black Takes Queen
His face was tan and his teeth were sparkling white
Oh oh
His pretty hands had never seen a fight
Oh no

She was the kind his type would never date
Oh no
‘Cause perfect lips don’t make a perfect mate
Oh no

When he looked in her eyes all that he saw
Was an invitation
And when she looked at his watch all that she saw
Was negotiation

Let’s go, let’s go
Go to bed love
Cold cash meets loose change
I know I know
What you need love
It’s a fair exchange

And now they look like they’re moving in a trance
Oh oh
Desire making them laugh and drink and dance
Oh oh

A couple of drinks could lubricate
But never hide
That big black hole that can’t be filled
Inside

Let’s go, let’s go
Go to bed love
Cold cash meets loose change
I know I know
What you need love
It’s a fair exchange

You know
There is nothing sexier
Than a hundred dollar bill
Against hot, white flesh
I know you agree

Let’s go, let’s go
Go to bed love
Cold cash meets loose change
I know I know
What you need love
It’s a fair exchange

Let's go, let's go
Go to bed love
Cold cash meets loose change
I know I know
What you need love
It's a fair exchange
Track Name: The Wild Orgy
The candles flared
Their flames sprang high
Shadows leaned
Disheveled, awry
And the party began to reek of sex
Small arms encircled swollen necks
White shoulders burst their ribbon bands
Rose bare to passionate, fumbling hands
First there were moans
Then gasps
Pawing and purring
Poking and grasps
The bed was a slowly moving tangle
Of legs and bodies at every angle
Knees rose
Legs in stockings crossed
Clung, shimmered, then were lost
Skirts awry as arms embraced
Pale legs naked from knee to waist
Hungry lips pressed together, wet
And salty sweet with shimmering sweat
Track Name: Fighting In The Trenches
BURRS: I can't believe we're out of booze! Buncha fucking alcoholics!

JACKIE: You didn't say it was BYOB, asshole. C'mere Phil.

OSCAR: You're kissing Jackie?! You slutty little bitch!

PHIL: So what if I am?

OSCAR: Jackie fucks anything that moves! Oh Phil, how could you?

PHIL: There, there. It's just a kiss.

OSCAR: Don't you dare touch me! I'd rather be killed!

PHIL: Why are you so upset? It didn't mean anything!

OSCAR: Nothing means anything to you! Oh God, Phil, you really make me sick!

PHIL: Well go to hell, then, ya big baby!

OSCAR: Just because I was born ten seconds after you doesn't mean you can call me a baby! I'll kill you, you fucking bitch!

WINSTON: My family has been kept awake by your shenanigans all night! Clean those sissies up off of the floor, and shut down this party immediately!

PARTY GUESTS: Fuck you!

WINSTON: I didn't fight in the trenches so filthy, disgusting reprobates like you could have fun!

PARTY GUESTS: Hey! Take it easy, buddy!

WINSTON: If you do not behave yourselves, I will be forced to inform the authorities!

PARTY GUESTS: Why? 'Cause you have a thing for men in uniform?

WINSTON: You have been warned, by Jove!

PARTY GUESTS: So have you, asshole!

BURRS: Hey! Let's go over there and kick his ass! Right in front of his goddamned kids!

EGGS: No. No no no, Burrs. Take it easy!
Track Name: Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

When the stragglers arrived on the scene
The booze was gone and Burrs was acting so mean
Some guy had shit in the bed while he was getting some head
And there were people sleeping in the latrine

Yeah yeah yeah

When the clock it struck a quarter to six
All the junkies started needing a fix
One by the name of Gerard was throwing up so hard
He didn’t notice he was covered in piss

Yeah yeah yeah

The party really took a turn for the worse
When Sally showed up with a dwarf in her purse
He put a hand up her slip and started taking a sip
From her tit because he wanted to nurse

Yeah yeah yeah
Track Name: Let Mama Feed Ya
BURRS: Where the fuck is she? Off with that goddamn rich kid you brought over here!

KATE: Shush now, Burrs. Let mama feed ya!

BURRS: They been gone too long. Something's up, I can feel it.

KATE: Something WAS up, until you got all preoccupied and stopped petting my kitty.

BURRS: Gimme a break, will ya, Kate? Thanks to you, I got a goddamn situation on my hands!

KATE: Shhh, you have nothing to worry about. So what if they're having a lil' fun off by themselves? We're having fun over here, aren't we?

BURRS: Yeah, but that's different. I don't like that guy. Pompous little prick.

KATE (under her breath): Nothing little about his prick.

BURRS: What was that?

KATE: Nothing, baby. Here, take a sippa my drink.

BURRS: No, I-I gotta go.

KATE: Burrs! What about my kitty?!
Track Name: Death Of Burrs
Whatcha say when there’s nothing left to say
Whatcha do when there’s nothing left to do

If love’s a game then I don’t want to play
Don’t have nothing if I don’t have you

I remember the day
It seems so far away
When I
When I made you smile
More than I made you cry
But I still know deep inside
Yeah I still know deep inside

That I’ll always
Go back
To You
Can’t you see no matter
What you
Say or do
You’re the one for me I’ll always
Go back
To you
May be on my knees but I’ll
Go back
To you

Burrs walked over to the table, to fix himself a drink
And as much as he was able, he managed not to think
But something clicked in his mind, made him go off half-cocked
He bolted to the bedroom door, tried it, and found it was unlocked

Dim light from the open door streamed in over the bed
He saw two figures laying intertwined, one with a golden head
Queenie taking Black, he thought. Caught in the act!
And for the first time in Burrs's life, he felt his heart crack.

I remember the day
It seems so far away
When you
When you made you smile
More than you made me cry
But now you got this other guy
Yeah you got this other guy

So I’ll never
Go back
To You
No not me I’ll never
Go back
To you
Now you’re free I’ll never
Go back
To you
Can’t you see I’ll never
Go back
To you

Queenie bolted upright as Burrs closed the bedroom door
Who’s that? she called. Burrs hissed: You dirty whore!
I’ll break your goddamn neck in half! His voice grew high and shrill
Came Black’s retort, low and menacing: Like hell you will!
Black rose, the shadow pounced
Both men went down, but Burrs got trounced
A hand reached into a dresser drawer
And in a flash Burrs was on his feet, even madder than before
Something in his hand made a dull, gray gleam
Look out! shot Queenie’s warning scream
He’s got a gun! Burrsie, don’t shoot!
But Black was quick, and resolute
He grabbed Burrs by the wrist and squeezed ‘til the bones began to crack
The gun dropped, Black grabbed it, took aim and then lurched back
The gun flashed! Crashed! Staccato it spoke!
Silence, darkness, the air smelled sharp with smoke
Burrs was on the floor, blood seeped from his head
Queenie whispered: Burrsie! My Burrsie’s dead!

No he’ll never go back to you
Burrs is gone
He’ll never go back it’s true
Now that you had your fun
Ain’t no going back for you
This song is sung
Ain’t no going back it’s true
This party is done

A crash!
The chair!
Black almost fell
Christ! he mumbled
What the hell?
Jesus Christ!
I’ve hurt my shin!
The door sprang open
And the cops rushed in