Hunky Dory Page #3

- I record mine on a tape

and play it back through my headphones.

Maybe I'll try it.

I can make you one if you want.

Ah, here they are. The Epitaph band

themselves. Good gig, boys.

Now I know why rock stars go off

the rails. It's the adrenaline rush.

- Fucks you up.

- Hoople, you were born f***ed up.

He's right.

- Two and two, split those with you.

- OK.

- All right, Kenny?

- Yes, miss.

Oh. I suppose Caliban's gonna have

to be a skinhead now, is he?

- Yes, miss.

- F***ing lesbian.

- What's that, sunshine?

- F*** off. You can't touch me.

- I left school.

- What are you still doing here, then?

Talking to my brother, all right?

I tell you what. You should probably

get some friends your own age.

- Leave him alone.

- He's my brother, in't he?

Aren't you, Kenny?

Come on. Cheerio, lesbo.

See you later, Kenny.

He's all right, miss.

Do you wanna come to rehearsals?

Right, just before we get there,

I just wanna remind you, at the back,

you are Ariel's choir

of Martian spirits.

Spirits, not elephants. Light.

You keep it light.

Right, go on, get up there.

I'll be Prospero.

More work? Let me remind you

of what you promised me,

- which is not yet been performed.

- How now, moody?

- What more can you want?

- My liberty.

- Miss?

- Dena, come on, you can be Prospero.

- I can't, miss. I'm banned, sorry.

- What?

By the headmaster.

Plus, a week's detention.

- Bugger.

- I know. Fascist.

Would you stop it!

- Little sh*t.

- Prick.

- Stop it, I am warning you.

- Miss, it was him!

I don't care. Just stop it.

All right.

Look, go from the song.

Enter Ferdinand. Where's Miranda?

Come on, Stella.

- Right.

- F***ing wanker.

Cue us in.

Where should this music be?

In the air or the earth?

It sounds no more.

This music hath crept

by me upon the waters,

allaying both my fury and my passion

with its sweet air.

Thence I followed it.

Or it hath drawn me rather.

But 'tis gone.

No, it begins again.

You're sailing softly through the sun

In a broken Stone Age dawn

You fly so high

I get a strange magic

Oh, what a strange magic

Oh, it's a strange magic

Got a strange magic

Got a strange magic

You're walking meadows in my mind

Making waves across my time

Oh no, oh no

I get a strange magic

Oh, what a strange magic

Oh, it's a strange magic

Got a strange magic

- Got a strange magic

- Now I'm

Never gonna be the same again

Now I've seen

the way it's meant to end

Sweet dream

Sweet dream

I get a strange magic

Oh, what a strange magic

Oh, it's a strange magic

Got a strange magic

Got a strange magic

It's magic

It's magic

It's magic

Strange magic

Oh, what a strange magic...

- Miss Mae.

- Hm.

Miss Valentine.

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