Homer in Cyberspace: We Mustered Out

July 30, 2008

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“We Mustered Out” from HOMER IN CYBERSPACE

Music by Roger Bourland
Lyrics by Mel Shapiro

We Mustered Out

Sung by all the soldiers

We mustered out
With a roar and a shout
“Get outta my way,
I got ten years back pay”

I’m practically rich
With the dough and the loot
Stuck in an old boot
A few treasures in there
For my sweetie to wear.

We mustered out
With a roar and a shout
“Get outta my way
This is finally my day”

I gotta practice not limping so much
The last thing I need is anyone’s pity
What I cant see, I’ll find by touch
There’s gotta be a rehab in my city

I’m practically rich
Gonna have me some fun
Cause ten years war is won
That was one if ever there was one
To be won , to be won.

A bunch of us waiting at the dock
Waiting to go home on anything that sails
Anything’ll do
A life raft or an old canoe
When we hear….

O enters

O
What a bunch of beat up old war dogs.

(The men bark and laugh)

Men
G’day, general.

O
I’m proud of everyone of you
Let me know if there’s anything I can do.

Men
How about hopping a ride?

O

Hey sure
I got plenty of room inside.
Where we going?

Men
Thrace
Sicily
Thesaly
Thebes
Macedonia
South Ionia

O
Come on, all on my way

Men
Is the ride free, sir?

O
Sure, it’s what’s called soldier’s pay.

They all laugh

All

We mustered out
With a roar and a shout
And we’re going home
Say it: home,
Remember it: home
Sing it loud and clear: home.

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