Blessings From Gomorrah

Go ye and read this if you're wondering what the fuck this is.

Another disco number, lashings of "Disco Inferno" with a little hint of "Soul Man" in that "strange flesh."

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"Blessings from Gomorrah"

[Scene: A grove. BOLLOX lazes on the grass, fondling himself. Enter PEEN.]

PEEN:
Sire, O, sire!
There's a stranger at the gates
From Gomorrah or tomorrow
Looking cool the way he waits
He was sent from your brother,
Tarsehole the king
Sire, you wanna see
The forty striplings he brings.

BOLLOX:
A nation at war wants its power to increase
It's pleasure we want though in times of peace
I've buggered and fucked all over the land.
But a cock can't stand
The confines of its own command

Gimme strange flesh.
Baby, nicely done.
Gimme strange flesh.
Baby, spare my son.

[PEEN enters with the striplings -- a chorus line. The messenger hands BOLLOX a letter. He reads.]

BOLLOX:
Brother, I bless you, I guess you know me.
So pretty a troop I never did see!
Hail and good health is the message you bring,
With some pretty things
Who got a little more to sing.

[The striplings dance, disco soul diva style.]

STRIPLINGS:
Joy in your gates and honour in your heights!
Plentiful pleasure in leisurely delights!
Hear us profess and express all the best!
Bountiful blessings, blessings from Gomorrah!

BOLLOX
Stranger, I thank you.
You can go and tell your king
In my land, he can command
Any groove he'd like to swing
I'll send love and honour
Send him a score
Of pretty little virgins
Maybe I'll send him more.

See that this man's entertained while he stays,
With plenty of wine and our Sodomite plays.
All I command is: be cool, treat him right,
Let him fuck all night
And bugger to his heart's delight.

Gimme strange flesh.
All the bling I need
Gimme strange flesh.
It's my treasury.

STRIPLINGS:
Joy in your gates and honour in your heights
Plentiful pleasure in leisurely delights.
Hear us profess and express all the best
Bountiful blessings, blessings from Gomorrah!

[Pointing to the boys, who continue their refrain as he sings.]

Gimme strange flesh.
Your gold is mud
Next to strange flesh.
Flesh and blood

Gimme strange flesh.
Give every bedroom a boy
Gimme strange flesh.
A pretty darling of joy

[Pointing to one of the boys]

Gimme strange flesh.
Go get ready to screw
Gimme strange flesh.
I leave the room up to you

[Music cuts into a tribal beat. Think the drum solo from "Born to Hand Jive."]







BOLLOX:
Come to sodomy's dear delight,
You'll be honoured with lust tonight.
Such a beauty I can't deny.
Gotta get me between your thighs.

BOY:
Your honour's grand as any man's.

BOLLOX:
I nurture honour where I can.

STRIPLINGS:
Joy in your gates and honour in your heights
Plentiful pleasure in leisurely delights.
Hear us profess and express all the best
Bountiful blessings, blessings from Gomorrah!

[Exeunt omnes]