THE BOOK OF JONAH: The Script…

A number of people have asked me for the lyrics to the Jonah songs, so here, indeed, is the lot: KJV text, lyrics and vague musical directions, as put together before the recording.  

—-(Curtain)—

—-(Opening Theme, instrumental, guitar + whistle…)—-

SONG: NINEVEH!

A hundred leagues from the coast, there are demons, there are ghosts
In Nineveh
Where the evil Assyrian Emperor gloats
In Nineveh
They kill women, they kill children, and dogs and fleas
They make towers with the heads of their enemies
If ever there’s a place ye don’t want to be
It’s Nineveh

La la la la la…

The women wash their clothes in a river full of bones
In Nineveh
The moat’s full of blood, and when they go to war it floods
In Nineveh
The walls are crowned with a barb wire fence
Every man is a monster, every woman is a wench
I pray your hands are never sullied by the stench
Of Nineveh

La la la la la…

It’s all tanks and banners, and goose-stepping rallies
In Nineveh
And there ain’t nobody with a sense of humour
In Nineveh
They’re all fundamentalists. They’re all right-wing pigs
They’re all fascists with moustaches who hate everything
There is no freedom or liberty
In Nineveh

La la la la la…

(last chorus three times round, and speed up to oblivion…)

(Chapter 1)

Now…

—-(Inst: Theme From Jonah, with cowbells…)—-

             …the word of the Lord came unto Jonah the son of Amittai, saying,
2 “Arise, go to Nineveh, that great city, and cry against it; for their wickedness is come up before me.”
3 But Jonah rose up to flee unto Tarshish from the presence of the Lord, and went down to Joppa; and he found a ship going to Tarshish: so he paid the fare thereof, and went down into it, to go with them unto Tarshish from the presence of the Lord.

SONG: THE OCEAN SAYS NOTHING TO ME

I stood there and smoked
Over the edge of the boat
Watched the clouds come go
And the seagulls flying low
And the sailors with their knives
All stood there dreaming of their wives
And they were kindly in the eyes
As though familiar with my kind

And the ocean says nothing to me
O the ocean says nothing to me
The ocean says nothing to me
O the ocean says nothing to me

But I take solace in the sight
And the romance of my plight
The ballad of the travelling man is
Vanity, I know, but it’s mine
And the crew know very well
That they who say they travel to find themselves
Are self-deluded every one
It’s our selves we’re running from

And the ocean says nothing to me
O the ocean says nothing to me
The ocean says nothing to me
O the ocean says nothing to me

Well I’m tired of my work
And I’d like to sleep through all the hurt
The ocean’s vast and sad
I’ll sleep through good weather and bad
I want to sleep

—-(Instr: rumbling drum rolls…)—-

4 But the Lord sent out a great wind into the sea, and there was a mighty tempest in the sea, so that the ship was like to be broken.
5 Then the mariners were afraid, and cried every man unto his god, and cast forth the wares that were in the ship into the sea, to lighten it of them.

SONG: PRAY TO YOUR GODS, FOR TONIGHT WE DIE!

Buckets of grain and bags of rice
Bottles of wine from the Israelites
Jars of Etheopian spice
And Babylonian lapislazuli
Timber of cedar and cypress trees
Floating as far as the eye can see
Hammers and nails, buckets and pails
Lost forever at the bottom of the sea (sea, sea, sea, sea)

Yo-ho! Over it goes!
Kiss your precious load goodbye
Hey hey! The wind and the waves!
Pray to your gods or tonight we die

Elephant tusks and dinosaur bones
Carved into gods for middle-class homes
Spanish Gold. It’ll never be sold
Send it down to Davey Jones
Grecian Statues: 1, 2, 3..
Over they go and dead they be
Roman marble: 2, 3, 4..
Send them down to the ocean floor (floor, floor, floor, floor)

Yo-ho! Over it goes!
Kiss your precious load goodbye
Hey hey! The wind and the waves!
Pray to your gods or tonight we die

Fancy linen and purple dyes
Never to spread on a bed of lies
Ashera poles and raisin cakes
Send them down to the old sea snakes
Rings for your nose, varnish for your toes
Lace for your underwear and buttons for your clothes
Rusty chests full of precious stones
Send them down to the watery ghosts (ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts)

Yo-ho! Over it goes!
Kiss your precious load goodbye
Hey hey! The wind and the waves!
Pray to your gods or tonight we die

God of the ocean, as cold as ice
Accept these mariners’ sacifice
of imperial wares and frivolous cares
Lest we die for the empire’s lies
What profit be it to any man
To hold to his gold as the ship goes down?
And down therein, with a skeleton’s grin
to rust into dust for the empire’s sins (sin, sin, sin, sin)

Yo-ho! Over it goes!
Kiss your precious load goodbye
Hey hey! The wind and the waves!
Pray to your gods or tonight we die (x2)

—-(Instr: percussion continues the wild rhythms)—-

But Jonah was gone down into the sides of the ship; and he lay, and was fast asleep.
6 So the shipmaster came to him, and said unto him,
“What meanest thou, O sleeper? arise, call upon thy God, if so be that God will think upon us, that we perish not.”
7 And they said every one to his fellow,
“Come, and let us cast lots, that we may know for whose cause this evil is upon us.
So they cast lots, and the lot fell upon Jonah.
Then they said to him, “Tell us on whose account this evil has come upon us. What is your occupation? And where do you come from? What is your country? And of what people are you?
And he said to them, “I am a Hebrew, and I fear the Lord, the God of heaven, who made the sea and the dry land.”
10 Then were the men exceedingly afraid, and said unto him.
“Why hast thou done this?”
For the men knew that he fled from the presence of the Lord, because he had told them.
11 Then said they unto him,
“What shall we do unto thee, that the sea may be calm unto us?”
for the sea wrought, and was tempestuous.
12 And he said unto them,
“Take me up, and cast me forth into the sea; so shall the sea be calm unto you: for I know that for my sake this great tempest is upon you.”
13 Nevertheless the men rowed hard to bring it to the land; but they could not: for the sea wrought, and was tempestuous against them.
14 Wherefore they cried unto the Lord, and said,
“We beseech thee, O Lord, we beseech thee, let us not perish for this man’s life, and lay not upon us innocent blood: for thou, O Lord, hast done as it pleased thee.”
15 So they took up Jonah, and cast him forth into the sea:

—-(Crash symbol! …and then silence)—-

and the sea ceased from her raging.
16 Then the men feared the Lord exceedingly, and offered a sacrifice unto the Lord, and made vows.

SONG: PRAYER OF THANKS TO THE IMAGELESS GOD

Kneel and pray thy prayers to the Imageless
Be thou wordless and dumb before The Namelessness
He will not be shown, till He shows himself
He will not be known, until He makes Himself

He will not be carved into wood and stone
He will not be cast into bronze and gold
He will not be bought, and He won’t be sold
He will not be taught, and He won’t be told

Kneel and pray thy prayers to the Imageless
God of wind and rain and they hear His voice
Monsters of the waves, come when He calls
Every creature stays, when He says “be still”

—-(Menacing timp and strings)—-

17 Now the Lord had prepared a great fish to swallow up Jonah.
And Jonah was in the belly of the fish three days and three nights.

—-(Instrumental: Theme from Jonah, with gloom and mischief)—-

(Chapter 2)

Then Jonah prayed unto the Lord his God out of the fish’s belly,
2 And said,

“I cried by reason of mine affliction unto the Lord, and he heard me; out of the belly of hell cried I, and thou heardest my voice.
3 For thou hadst cast me into the deep, in the midst of the seas; and the floods compassed me about: all thy billows and thy waves passed over me.
4 Then I said, I am cast out of thy sight; yet I will look again toward thy holy temple.
5 The waters compassed me about, even to the soul: the depth closed me round about, the weeds were wrapped about my head.
6 I went down to the bottoms of the mountains; the earth with her bars was about me for ever: yet hast thou brought up my life from corruption, O Lord my God.
7 When my soul fainted within me I remembered the Lord: and my prayer came in unto thee, into thine holy temple.
8 They that observe lying vanities forsake their own mercy.
9 But I will sacrifice unto thee with the voice of thanksgiving; I will pay that that I have vowed. Salvation is of the Lord.”

—-(Theme from Jonah, hold cadence…)—-

10 And the Lord spake unto the fish, and it vomited out Jonah upon the dry land.

—-(Theme from Jonah, stops. Silence…)—-

(Chapter 3)

And the word of the Lord came unto Jonah the second time, saying,
2 “Arise, go unto Nineveh, that great city, and preach unto it the preaching that I bid thee.”

SONG: HIS GRACIOUS HAND

And as the waves washed o’er my toes
My hair was sprawled across the coast
And in the sea I saw the ghost
O’ the monster over yonder
And as he spouted in the sky
I saw the apple of his eye
Look across the way at I
Out of the bay he did meander
And as I stank there on the beach
I stank of bile and rotten fish
Lost in barnacles and weeds
My clothes a-shredded all around me
And as I burned under the sun
My lips a-cracking all and one
My skin was peeling and was burning
And a feeling did surround me

(Whistle)

And over yonder I saw the birds
There up above me making turns
Against the heavens which were
Deafening with brightness and with holiness
Down in the belly of the beast
I swear I scarcely didst believe
That I would ever see your feathers
‘Gainst the endless weary sky again
But they called back down to I
Said, “If you really are alive
Best crawl back into the ocean
Than be going where you’re going my friend
Up from the gullet of the deeps
Over to demons and to thieves
To what end do you believe
You are delivered by His gracious hand?”

(Whistle)

And as I rose up pale and thin
Their taunts were ringing in the wind
And I stumbled through the jungle
To the highway that would bear me so
And if the ocean there below
Spat me back upon this road
Then there is nowhere to be going
‘Cept the place where I don’t want to go

SONG: IT’S  A LONG WALK TO HELL

I guess I pulled the short straw, yes I did
I guess I pulled the short straw, yes I did
My friends and my family
I hope you’re thinking of me
I guess I pulled the short straw, yes I did

It’s a long old walk to hell, o yes it is
It’s a long old walk to hell, o yes it is
My friends and my family
I hope you’re thinking of me
It’s a long old walk to hell, o yes it is

I don’t think I’ll coming home again
I don’t think I’ll coming home again
My friends and my family
I hope you’re thinking of me
I don’t think I’ll coming home again

—-(Drone on D…)—-

3 So Jonah arose, and went unto Nineveh, according to the word of the Lord.
Now Nineveh was an exceeding great city of three days’ journey.
4 And Jonah began to enter into the city a day’s journey,

SONG: AMONGST THE FABLED DEMONS, WHAT TO SAY?

Eyes froze like a trout
Heart in my mouth
Sweat on my face
Soldiers either side
As quietly I
Walk through the gates
Hags a hollering
Men bartering
beasts making way
Women wash their clothes
Down by their toes
And children play

And I walked around the city all day
And I’m wondering what the hell I’m going to say

Soldiers on parade
Heat of the day
feet marching by
Fists wrapped round their spears
Their wicked beards
Their painted eyes
O my wide eyed glare
As I wondered where
They’re going to fight
And all the people who
they’re marching to
devour alive

And I walked around the city all day
And I’m wondering what the hell I’m going to say

Looking south and west
Though I don’t guess
I’ll get back home
O my hands are cold
My bones feel old
My heart is stone
I’ll give it ten heartbeats
From when I speak
Till they cut my throat
B‘cause there ain’t no sympathy here
For Jewish seers
Who’re rocking the boat

And I walked around the city all day
And I’m wondering what the hell I’m going to say

and he cried, and said,
“Yet forty days, and Nineveh shall be overturned.”

—-(Silence…)—-

5 So the people of Nineveh believed God, and proclaimed a fast, and put on sackcloth, from the greatest of them even to the least of them.

—-(Instr: Repentance Dirge mills away on guitar…)—-

6 For word came unto the king of Nineveh, and he arose from his throne, and he laid his robe from him, and covered him with sackcloth, and sat in ashes.
7 And he caused it to be proclaimed and published through Nineveh by the decree of the king and his nobles, saying,
“ Let neither man nor beast, herd nor flock, taste any thing: let them not feed, nor drink water:
8 But let man and beast be covered with sackcloth, and cry mightily unto God: yea, let them turn every one from his evil way, and from the violence that is in their hands.
9 Who can tell if God will turn and repent, and turn away from his fierce anger, that we perish not?”

SONG: NINEVEH’S DIRGE

O! for all the wastelands West and South
And all their wealth is ashes in my mouth
O! for all the homes that we have raized
And all the wandering peoples we’ve displaced

La la la la la…

O! for all the places East and North
Mud beneath the hooves of my proud horse
To keep the wine and grain within our halls
The world cut up with borders, wire and walls
All their teeth a-bared in silent screams
No way to scrape their blood back into their skins

La la la la la…

10 And God saw their works, that they turned from their evil way; and God repented of the evil, that he had said that he would do unto them; and he did it not.

(Chapter 4)  

But it displeased Jonah exceedingly, and he was very angry.
2 And he prayed unto the Lord, and said,
“I pray thee, O Lord, was not this my saying, when I was yet in my country? Therefore I fled before unto Tarshish: for I knew that thou art a gracious God, and merciful, slow to anger, and of great kindness, and repentest thee of the evil.
3 Therefore now, O Lord, take, I beseech thee, my life from me; for it is better for me to die than to live.”
4 Then said the Lord,
“Doest thou well to be angry?”

SONG: ANGRY? YES I AM…

Angry? Yes I am
Angry? Yes I am
Angry? Yes I am

Well I gave You everything and You fed me to the fish
But as for these hateful beasts? You’re desperate to forgive
Well even You can’t be merciful and just at once
So You give mercy to them and You give justice to us

Angry? Yes I am
Angry? Yes I am
Angry? Yes I am

Tell me what kind of light are we supposed to be
When you’re standing on the land with Your plan as we’re thrown into the sea?
But these here beasts with their blood iron fists
Are acquitted as their wickedness is pissing on everything that You did

Angry? Yes I am
Angry? Yes I am
Angry? Yes I am

Well we looked to the hills and where has our help gone?
We clawed at the door but nobody, nobody opened
If I’ve given up on this place, and You’re still hanging on
It’s because I’ve been here this whole time that You’ve been gone…

Angry? Yes I am
Angry? Yes I am
Angry? Yes I am

—-(Instr: Continue to play the blues…)—-

5 So Jonah went out of the city, and sat on the east side of the city, and there made him a booth, and sat under it in the shadow, till he might see what would become of the city.
6 And the Lord God prepared a gourd, and made it to come up over Jonah, that it might be a shadow over his head, to deliver him from his grief. So Jonah was exceeding glad of the gourd.
7 But God prepared a worm when the morning rose the next day, and it smote the gourd that it withered.
8 And it came to pass, when the sun did arise, that God prepared a vehement east wind; and the sun beat upon the head of Jonah, that he fainted, and wished in himself to die, and said,
“It is better for me to die than to live.”
9 And God said to Jonah,
“Doest thou well to be angry for the gourd?”
And he said,
“I do well to be angry, even unto death.”
10 Then said the Lord,
“Thou hast had pity on the gourd, for the which thou hast not laboured, neither madest it grow; which came up in a night, and perished in a night:
11 And should not I spare Nineveh, that great city, wherein are more than sixscore thousand persons that cannot discern between their right hand and their left hand; and also much cattle?”

—-(Music stops …Vacant Silence)—-

—-CLOSING MUSIC: THEME FROM JONAH (instrumental)—-