Slave Galley Of The Inland Empire Poem by Robert Rorabeck

(Slave Galley :)

O-Oh-O, Cro-Magnon!
Everyday under the same old sun!

O-Oh-O, Club my Wife,
Take her back home and put her to the knife!

O-Oh-O, Oh My Lord,
Repo-man came and stole my Ford!

O-Oh-O, Oh My Soul,
The richer man’s richer, but who pays the richer toll!


(Roman Captain :)

Row! ~ Row! ~ Everybody Row~!

O-Oh-O, Shut your Hole,
You smack a lot of pie, but you still got to row! ~

O-Oh-O, Punctuates the Whip,
Whoever don’t row will be tossed off this ship!

O-Oh-O, Do as I Say,
And we’ll row right into the next break of day!

(Slave Galley :)

Row! ~ Row! ~ Everybody Row~

(Ship recedes past Sirens and Half- Sunken Christmas trees :)

Row! ~ Row! ~ Everybody Row~


O-Oh-O, We’re all going to die,
But at least we’re out here under the unbroken sky!

Row! ~ Row! ~ Row! ~