pulp musicals - planet earth, 1835 lyrics
narrator
planet earth, 1835
samuel stratford sits behind a desk
a reporter for the new york sun
a new newspaper trying to compete
but they’re going down and everyone knows it
young man with a pencil
immigrant son with a heart made of gold
young man with potential
imagination, twenty+seven years old
samuel
planet earth needs something different
chorus
samuel stratford’s flipping through a notebook
narrator
earnest, anxious, full .of passion samuel wants to show his boss
benjamin
he’s gonna hate it, everyone knows it
narrator
samuel’s best friend benjamin knows it
samuel
benjamin, you need to see this
rose and i have written something awesome
benjamin
every time you have that notebook
i know you are gonna cause a problem
chorus
benjamin, the editor
keys to the press and keys to the door
narrator
best friend, the editor
he’s had this conversation before
samuel
there are fifteen hundred newspapers in new york city
benjamin
no there aren’t
samuel
i’m just saying+
the one that pays us to produce is one of many
even if there’s minor variations
in the way the story’s told the news is just the news and the news is getting old
chorus
in 1835
the news of the world has passed us by
samuel
now it will take a miracle
to keep our printing press alive
chorus
when you look up 1835
honestly, we would not be surprised
if there was not a single word
about our ultimate demise
benjamin
but the sun revolves ’round planet earth and nothing’s gonna change that
samuel
the sun doesn’t revolve around the earth
benjamin
the one from new york does
samuel
why not add a little bit of fiction?
why not add a little bit of style?
why not add a little bit of swagger?
why not add adventure to the pile?
a featured story, it could be anything
science, horror, myth, or magic
future lands and future glories
benjamin
i suppose you’d write the stories
samuel
well, you know that we have a few ideas…
benjamin
we? you and rose?
samuel
my sister is incredible
her imagination’s just as big as mine
benjamin
your sister is incredible
but i’m telling you that this is not the time
samuel
i promised rose
benjamin
it’s for the best
samuel
but this is good
benjamin
give it a rest
i am doing you a favor
chorus
our paper writes the news
benjamin
save your fantasies later
narrator
chester thomas
owner of the new york sun
opens his door
and stares at everyone
standing tall as he projects
power as he puffs his chest
but he’s nervous as the rest
imagination’s been destroyed
in his mind, there is a void
failure’s made him paranoid
he can feel he’s losing grip
captain of a sinking ship
still, he’s sneering as he quips
thomas
the new york sentinel
thomas, chorus
our rival
thomas
have given us our daily pounding
every day is a fight for
thomas,chorus
survival
thomas
i know that isn’t news
but how often we lose
is really quite astounding benjamin
benjamin
yes?
thomas
our deadline has arrived
do you have our articles together?
benjamin
almost ready, i’m just helping
samuel fix his story on the weather
samuel
the weather?
benjamin
the weather
samuel
but+
benjamin
not now
narrator
chester thomas squints his eyes he can tell that samuel lies
thomas
this is not a trick, is it?
not another trick, samuel
let me see your notebook
samuel
… no
thomas
what?
let me see your notebook
benjamin
please, sir, don’t+
thomas
i’ve lost track of all the times
you come to me with grand designs
my orders always undermined
in the name of fiction
tell me, do you think
that will save us from the brink?
that trash isn’t worth the ink
samuel
you’re wrong!
samuel
it is 1835
sir, you’ve got to open your eyes
simply being good is not enough, we must be wise
that readers in 1835
don’t just wanna live, they wanna feel alive
thomas
“the only one not good enough is you, i’ve realized
samuel, let me see your notebook
chorus
let him see your notebook
thomas
let me see your notebook
chorus
let him see your notebook
let him see your notebook
let him see your notebook
now
thomas
“great astronomical discoveries…”
narrator
thomas tears the notebook in half
he shows samuel to the door and laughs
thomas
(laughs) you’re fired
chorus
the sun revolves ’round planet earth
and nothing’s gonna change that
thomas
everybody, back to work
benjamin
samuel… i’m sorry
narrator
when the working day is through
samuel walks the avenue
his footsteps’ heavy as they hit the cobblestone
manhattan is a gorgeous site
broadway lit by candle lights
and the only city he’s ever known
he wonders if his boss is right
if this is all a losing fight
there is one person who might change his mind…
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