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original cast of ordinary days – saturday at the met lyrics

[deb]
here’s one thing you should know about me
my sense of direction is irrefutable
it’s a trait that’s so innate
that it’s absolutely indisputable
i always know which way is north, no matter where i go
so i don’t understand why i can’t find my way through the f–king metropolitan museum!
i got an email, “dear deb
we should meet so i can give you back your book.”
okay
another email, “dear deb.”

[warren]
“dear deb.”

[deb & warren]
“we should meet somewhere in public so you won’t think i’m a crook.”

[warren]
“at the met museum in room twenty-one there’s a landscape by monet
you can’t miss it!
so i’ll see you there at half past twelve this coming sat-rday.”

[deb]
okay, first of all
who doesn’t just say, “let’s meet at starbucks.”
the met museum is friggin immense
and secondly, the met’s the only place in new york city
where the traffic patterns don’t make sense
sure, they’ve got a map, oh, excuse me, a plan, as they call it
but it isn’t worth my spit
you’d be better off following bread crumbs
through this godforsaken museum

[jason]
hey, come on, let’s go
we’ve got a whole museum to visit
we should probably pick up on the pace

[claire]
jason, we are at the met
the thing that makes it special is
it takes a while to wander through the place

[jason]
this says to skip this room

[claire]
shhh…

[jason]
turn left and zoom to the suits of armor

[claire]
this says that x-rays show an entire other portrait on the canvas below
isn’t that weird, how it just disappeared?

[deb]
excuse me, is that a monet?

[woman]
that’s a manet

[deb]
monet

[woman]
manet

[deb]
gah

[claire]
he wanted to come here
he loves it, i know
look, he’s running ahead like a kid in a toy store
and me, i’m here watching him go
he likes the masters
while i prefer wackier things
so, of course we wind up in separate wings
i should go find him
not leave him alone
but i don’t know, lately, when he’s right beside me
i’d rather be off on my own
i mean, maybe i’m crazy
but really, i think he’ll be fine
if he goes his own way
and i just go mine

[deb]
excuse me, i’m looking for gallery twenty-one?

[man]
i think this is gallery k

[deb]
k?

[man]
k

[deb]
aaah!

[jason]
so much for sat-rday at the met
i thought i’d find her here
in search of modern art, and yet
i’m unimpressed by clint and dali
it takes a sharper eye
to paint things like they’re supposed to be
give me a portrait where a face is a face
don’t give me theories about negative sp-ce
why would i care about what isn’t there?
except where what isn’t there is claire
i wish she’d look at this painting
[claire]
look at this painting…

[jason]
describe what she sees

[claire]
how it swallows you up like a storm

[jason]
is she moved by that column?

[claire]
those orangey yellows

[jason]
or maybe those trees?

[claire]
still, keeping you warm

[jason]
would she tell me she hates it?

[claire]
how everything shimmers red and carries you away

[jason]
or say something wrong?
would it change our perspective
from the moment before?

[claire]
why did we come here?
i’ll never know
it’s like the colors in this painting might get lost
if he came in to say h-llo

[jason]
h-llo

[claire]
h-llo. ready to go?

[jason]
oh, ready. let’s go

[deb]
that stupid email, “dear deb,”
i don’t think i’m gonna ever find my book
i’ve been wandering around for an hour
or, well, twenty minutes
and i think this was a trick
i’ve been duped into spending my afternoon
in this awful, crowded, stupid, ugly, horrible museum

[warren]
you must be deb!

- original cast of ordinary days lyrics

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