fall of the house of sunshine

episode 11: Faster, Dankent! Kill! Kill!

 

STARRING:

Dankent - Nathaniel Kent
Braceletta - Bonnie Milligan
Fuzzo - Jared Loftin
Jim American - Gabe Levey
Elsa - Molly Hager
Brushee - Matt roi Berger
Worker 1 - Gabe Levey
Worker 2 - Melissa Lusk
Passenger - Jacqui Rossi
Bus Driver - James Kennedy
Donut Seller - James Kennedy
Egg Seller - Nathaniel Kent
Worker 3 - Matt roi Berger
Ethereal Band Being - Rachel Flynn

Written by Jonathan A. Goldberg
Music by Matt roi Berger

About: Detective Dankent is called in to investigate the muder of Brushee Sunshine. He meets several suspects including Brushee's brother Flosso. Brushee's fiance Braceletta and her odd assistant Elsa who behaves and acts like a dog. Can Dankent solve the case or will he die trying?

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song lyrics

Fuzzatronic Blues

WORKER 3

Workers sucked into gravity wells
Where and when they end up - we just can’t tell!
It’s Fuzzatronic!

JIM

Yes, workers are being sent through space and time but…

I’ve written countless calculations
To corral the fluctuations
And I share in your frustration, now-

God this is going all to hell…

WORKERS

These are our final hours!
We’ve unleashed an ancient power
And it is not amused!

FLOSSO

Guys, relax!

It’s just the Fuzz-fuzz-fuzz-fuzz-fuzz fuzzatronic blues!
It’s natural to fear a thing of wonder so grand and new!
But we gotta think about our greater fuzzatronic goals!  Yeah!
Gotta make our deadlines, never mind these miniature black holes.

Sure there’s a little hiccup every now and again

WORKER 1

There goes another one!

WORKER 2

We could be next!

WORKERS

We got the Fuzz-fuzz-fuzz-fuzz-fuzz fuzzatronic blues!

FLOSSO

If you’re feeling down in the dumps
Cuz your pal was blown to kingdom come -
You got the blues, but I know you’ll pull through!
Also I will murder you if you try to run!  

Hahaha!!!

JIM

My god, he’s mad… That’s it -

This evil bomb must be destroyed
Before this devil puppet’s final fuzz-lution can be deployed!
The launch relay is my only chance.
I’ll reprogram it to blow up on the pad -
Along with Fuzzo and his plans!

Something must be done!
Jim you’re the only one
Who can stop this madman!

FLOSSO

Jim, what are you singing about?

JIM

What?  Nothing.  No.  Just… science!

WORKERS

We got the Fuzz-fuzz-fuzz-fuzz-fuzz fuzzatronic blues!
This bomb is powered by an angry god that’s trying to bust loose.

Our boss is nuts, so it’s not clear
If it’s success or failure that we fear.

WORKER 3

All in all I’d say we’re probably screwed.

We got the Fuzz-fuzz-fuzz-fuzz-fuzz fuzzatronic!
Fuzz-fuzz-fuzz-fuzz-fuzz fuzzatronic!
Fuzz-fuzz-fuzz-fuzz-fuzz fuzzatronic blues!

Mother / Lover

BRACELETTA

When someone saves you, you learn there’s a price to being saved.
Braces in place, he asked if I believed and, so naive,
I swore my loyalty.  He said I had a part to play (oh-oh).

He said, “It all must be as prophesied.
You’ll serve the Tooth, so, open wide.”

Now I’m a Mother / Lover.  Was only trying to make things right.
Just a simple Mother / Lover - I’m sure you meet us all the time.

DANKENT

No.

BRACELETTA

All the time.

DANKENT

Definitely no.

BRACELETTA

Gave birth in secret, and I fell in love right from the start.
He wasn’t of my blood but he was of my heart.
Then Father told me our agreement had a second part (oh-oh).

The chosen one, fresh from my womb -
As prophesied, he’d be my groom.  (Yeah…)

Now I’m a Mother / Lover, living caught between two lives.
Just like any other mother chosen as her child’s child bride.
Didn’t know it was a crime.

Though, in retrospect, I guess it’s pretty obvious it was a crime.

DANKENT

That’s a fantastic guitar solo.

BRACELETTA

This old thing?

I was his Mother / Lover, was only trying to make things right.
I’m just a Mother / Lover, living caught between two lives.
Just like any other mother chosen as her child’s child bride, child bride.

 

The Flubborius Clown-o-copter

With a CLANG and a BANG
And a rattling grunt
The Clown-O-Copter’s leaving the ground!

Hear it WHIR, feel it PURR
See it SCORCHING the earth!
The most flubborius transport that’s around!

If you see it in the sky
Admire it’s design!
If it’s coming your way
Run for your life!

It’s AI may need reworking
For it’s not very discerning
With is GUNS and BOILING OIL and KNIVES!

With a … and a …
And a …
The copter’s raining death from above!

Hear the … and the …
Also …
As it seeks to sake it’s thirst for blood!

A feat of modern science!
It’s got every known appliance
For the stripping and the ripping of flesh!

A honking boat of fun
That is powered by the sun
And the souls of those it honors with death!

If you see it in the sky
Admire it’s design!
If it’s coming your way
Run for your life!

It’s AI may need reworking
For it’s not very discerning
With is GUNS and BOILING OIL and KNIVES!

With … and a …
And a …
The Clown-O-Copter’s surfing the clouds!

Hear it WHIR, feel it PURR,
See it SCORCHING the earth!
It’s the silly, scary copter of clown!

The most flubborius transport that’s around!