Ryan Scott Oliver
It’s My Birthday, Peter / Never (Live)

(DARLING)
It's my birthday, Peter

(PETER)
I know
On my wall I scratch the days

(DARLING)
You kissed me

(PETER)
It’s time to fly
Time to fly

(DARLING)
But where in hell are we to go?

(PETER)
A hide-away

(DARLING)
Is this a dream?

(PETER)
No, but what a dream it could be
Darling, it's time to go
(DARLING)
Go where?

(PETER)
Do you want me, or this?

(DARLING)
Yes(?)

(PETER)
Then come away, Darling
Come away

I could tell you where were going
But trust me you won't find it again
Past some dock
Down some alley
Second slum, to the right
And straight on into the night

Down the stairs, and through the sewer
Where dicе is heard {?} rattle and loud
Find a stone
Pull it firmly
At thе gate
Show and tell
(Spoken)
Password?

(PETER[?], spoken)
Crow

(PETER, sung)
Leave all that to hell
Well

(CHORUS)
Where we go
The women are wet
Splashing under a sea
The boys swim and sweat
And dance around carelessly
It’s kinda kinky and queer here
In our underground
And darling there-
You'll never ever be found

(ENSEMBLE)
Haven't seen you 'round since the wedding
Nice to see you honey
Two for ten is you want us both
I'm yours
Take a bang
You are loaded
Oh look who it is-
Bonswa!
Peters back
(PETER, spoken)
Some friends

(ENSEMBLE)

Peter
Peter
Peter
Hey

(PETER, sung)
Hooks will set you up at the counter (two gin)
[?] on the keys plays a tune
You want dust?
We got plenty
Want some laughs?
See the twins

It's a vile-ile[?], sex, jazz, and sins
Two weeks in, then out of the nut-house?

[?]
Two weeks is time, bet, thats a record!

(PETER)
Darling, fellas, fellas- meet Darling
Darling from the cell 'cross the way
Darling stared a lot from her window
Like someone I knew back in the day

(CHORUS)
Where we go
Our bodies can fly
Free to live how they choose
And we soar pretty high-
'Cause we got nothing to loose
To those [?] in between
There’s love all around!
And darling there (And darling there)
You’ll never ever be found (You'll never be found, oh)

(PETER)
Lily (ugh)

(LILY)
Listen, bitches, at attention
The queen of [?]
Thanks to me
For this bourbon
My daddy supplies
All the shit you can buy[?]
So make space
For the queen and her tribe
And don’t you [?], boys [?] (La, la, la, l-la, la, la, la, la)
You can [?] but Lily's burlesque stands aside (La, la, la, l-la, la, la, la, la)

Four bags of dust
For two crates of booze?

(PETER, spoken)
Darling, Lily
Lily-
Oh- meet Darling

(DARLING)
I'm sorry
I never meant to-

(LILY)
So I guess you'll be our Peter’s next
Gosh his eyes move fast
He's so over-sexed
Well don't fret
I'm sure you'll make this up to me

(DARLING)
Dust?

(PETER)
If you want a droll distraction
This powder here, could do the trick

(?)
Clears the minds
Inhibitions

(PETER)
Makes you feel
Makes you-

(ENSEMBLE)
Fly

(PETER)
Come on, to the sky

(CHORUS)
Where we go
Splashing under a sea
We dance around carelessly
Oh, our home underground
There-

(DARLING)
Never had a friend to fit with
Now I feel like queen of all
Never seen
Any face here
Yet my lips
Seem to know this song
Yeah, I think I found where I belong!

(CHORUS)
Where we go
The women are wet
Splashing under a sea
The boys swim and sweat
And dance around carelessly
It's kinda kinky and queer here
In our underground
And darling there-
You'll never ever be found
Where we go
Our bodies can fly
Free to live how they choose
And we soar pretty high-
'cause we got nothing to loose
To those [?] in between
There's love all around!
And darling there (And darling there)

(DARLING)
I'll never ever be found! (You'll never be found)