CAST
Ishmael/Jonah Narrator
Steelkilt
Radney
Captain
1st Erie Canaller
2nd Erie Canaller
1st Savage Harpooner
2nd Savage Harpooner
Second Mate
Third Mate
10 mutineers/drummers/water pumpers
Three cabin boys (who are neutral)
Nine other crew members that do not join sides
Eight crew members that join with two harpooners, second mate and third mate on side of the captain, drummers for business-as-usual.
A pig.
Jonah/Ishmael Narrator (enters on balcony overlooking stage): In the mythic/poetic reality, the most true reality, in the truth of the Prophet Herman Melville, Ahab's ship 'Pequod' encounters another whaling ship from Nantucket, the 'Town Ho', off the Cape of Good Hope. Ahab hails this ship, as he hails all whaling ships by asking if they have any news of the Great White Whale. If the ship were to answer that they did not, then Ahab would tell 'em to fuck off and rudely sail away. But the captain of the 'Town-Ho' says he does have news of The Great White Whale. There is an exchange of mail and a gam, a rendez-vous of the whaling ships. The two captains confer on one ship. The first mates confer on the other ship. Crew members move freely between the two ships.Most of the crew of the 'Town-Ho' are Polynesians who have only recently left their Pacific islands to become whalers. But there are three white crew members who were perhaps on the ship during the time of the Steelkilt Mutiny, or had joined the crew when the memory of the mutiny was still fresh. Tashtego, the Wampanouag harpooner from Martha's Vineyard, after swearing elaborate, arcane oaths of secrecy is told the story of the mutiny.He must take these elaborate, arcane oaths of secrecy because the implications of the narrative of the mutiny are considered to be dangerous because they are so revolutionary, so heretical, so fundamentally opposed to the business-as-usual (bau) of the whale fishery, of the business-as-usual of the world. Tashtego talks in his sleep. Many hear his dream narrative. They awaken him so he can tell the story consciously.Tashtego refuses to tell the story until everyone swears the same elaborate, arcane oaths that he took. All the crew take these oaths seriously. Ahab, nor any other officer of the 'Pequod', ever learns of the Steelkilt Mutiny. The 'Town-Ho' chapter of 'Moby Dick' is the only part of the book that happens after The Great White Whale and the hemp kills Ahab. It is told after the 'Pequod' has been staved in and sunk with the loss of all the crew except one who lives to tell the story.
This is the story of how the mutiny begins, as told by the Prophet Herman Melville.
But know ye that in the heart of the human, that in this fallen world, in the streets of this whaling city, this New London, the mutiny begins, continues, does not end until the human is again risen...
(The crew of the 'Town-Ho' come on stage. The captain is on the bridge. There are men in the riggings. There are men working the windlass. There is a pig on stage. There are three cabin boys in a corner of the stage. At center stage is Steelkilt and his ten person water pumping/drumming crew drumming a metaphor for pumping water.)
Ishmael/Jonah Narrator: One morning upon handling the pumps, according to daily usage, it was observed that she made more water in her hold than common. They supposed a sword-fish had stabbed her. But the captain, having some unusual reason for believing that rare good luck awaited him in those latitudes; and therefore being very averse to quit them, and the leak not being then considered at all dangerous, though, indeed they could not find it after searching the hold as low down as was possible in rather heavy weather, the ship still continued her cruisings, the mariners working at the pumps at wide and easy intervals; but no good luck came; more days went by, and not only was the leak yet undiscovered, but it sensibly increased. So much so, that now taking some alarm, the captain, making all sail, stood away for the nearest harbor among the islands, there to have his hull hove out and repaired. Though no small passage was before him, yet, if the commonest chance favored, he did not at all fear that his ship would founder by the way, because his pumps were of the best, and being periodically relieved at them, these six-and-thirty men of his could easily keep the ship free; never mind if the leak should double on her. In truth, well nigh the whole of this passage being attended by very prosperous breezes, the Town-Ho had all but certainly arrived in perfect safety at her port without the occurrence of the least fatality, had it not been for the brutal overbearing of Radney, (Radney comes to center stage. He is being a brutal, overbearing officer, swearing and cuffing crew members.) the mate, a Vineyarder, and the bitterly provoked vengeance of Steelkilt, (Steelkilt who has been sitting and drumming in his water pumper/drummer drum circle, rises and does a thundering drum lead.) a Lakesman and desperado from Buffalo.
(Steelkilt and his crew of water pumpers/drummers continue a pounding thunderous beat until all in the audience are dancing and all the drummers are gasping for breath. The men quit the drums/pumps and sit together, panting. Nine other crew members (the neutral crew members) take over the drums and continue the drumming that is a metaphor for the pumping of the water. This drumming continues as a constant background.) Ishmael/Jonah Narrator: Now what cozening fiend it was, that possessed Radney to meddle with such a man in that corporally exasperated state I know not; but so it happened.Radney: (Get's in Steelkilt's face.) See that pig shit (points to a place on the deck). Get a shovel! Then sweep the deck! Now! (Radney and Steelkilt freeze into a tableau).Ishmael/Jonah Narrator: Sweeping a ship's deck at sea is a piece of household work which in all times but raging gales is regularly attended to every evening; it has been known to be done in the case of ships actually foundering at the time. Such is the inflexibility of sea usuages and the instinctive love of neatness in seamen; some of whom would not willingly drown without first washing their face. But in all vessels this broom business is the prescriptive province of the boys, if boys there be aboard. Besides, it was the stronger men in the Town-Ho that had been divided into gangs, taking turns at the pumps; and being the most athletic seaman of them all, Steelkilt had been regularly assigned captain of one of the gangs; consequently he should have been freed from any trivial business not connected with truly nautical duties, such being the case with his comrades. I mention all these particulars so that you may understand exactly how this affair stood between the two men. But there was more than this: the order about the shovel was almost as plainly meant to sting and insult Steelkilt, as though Radney had spat in his face. Any man who has gone sailor in a whale-ship will understand this; and all this and doubtless much more, the Lakeman fully comprehended when the mate uttered his command. But as he sat still for a moment, and as he steadfastly looked in the mate's malignant eye and perceived the stacks of powder-casks heaped up in him and the slow-match silently burning along towards them; as he instinctively saw all this, that strange forbearance and unwillingness to stir up the deeper passionateness in any already ireful being-a repugnance most felt, when felt at all, by really valiant men even when aggrieved-this nameless phantom feeling stole over Steelkilt. Steelkilt: (Speaking softly, reasonably) Sweeping the deck is not my business, Mr. Radney I will not do it. (He points to the three boys in the corner of the stage) It is their job. They will do it.Radney: Damn You! You will do as I command! Get the shovel! Now! (he snatches a cooper's hammer from the top of a cask and advances on the still seated Steelkilt. Steelkilt remains seated. Radney brandishes the hammer around him, but doesn't touch him. Steelkilt slowly rises, and slowly retreats to the windlass. Radney follows. Steelkilt retreats around the windlass. Radney follows, brandishing the hammer close in but not touching Steelkilt.) Steelkilt: I will not obey, Mr. Radney. (Draws back his fist. They do a full revolution of windlass like this. Then Steelkilt stops retreating.) Mr. Radney, I will not obey you. Take that hammer away, or look to yourself. Radney: (Takes hammer and swings it to a couple of inches of Steelkilt's teeth. Steelkilt doesn't flinch.) You will do as I tell you. Who do you think you are – you bag of shit.Steelkilt: (He slowly swings his right fist further behind him.) If the hammer but grazes my cheek – you are a dead man. Radney: (Immediately touches the hammer to Steelkilt's cheek.)Steelkilt: (delivers a bloody, explosive, lightening strike of a punch. Radney goes down spouting gore. He looks down at Radney in horror and then he tries fleeing into the riggings of the ship.) (Two Savage Big Ship Harpooners descend the riggings blocking Steelkilt's way)
(Steelkilt Leaps Down on the stage, is immediately in a fist fight with two ships officers.)
(The Two Erie Canallers swing on ropes to the stage. They go back to back with Steelkilt. They are joined by the ten drummers/water pumpers. The twelve are engulphed by eight crew members who side with the captain, the two savage harpooners, the second and third officers. The three cabin boys and nine water pumpers/drummer stay neutral. The Captain armed with a pike ineffectually tries to make his way to where Steelkilt is. But is always being pushed, josled aside. Steelkilt and his men fight their way to the forecastle. It is a bloody melee. Steelkilt's people as they fight off the men loyal to the captain also pile up whale barrels in front of the forecastle, until a barricade is made.) Captain of the Town-Ho: Come out of that, ye pirates! (draws two pistols). Come out of that, ye cut-throats!Steelkilt: (leaps on the whale oil barrel barricade) Bring it on! Go head, shoot! But know what you bring on, Captain. You kill me and all will rise. (points to the 12 crewmembers who haven't joined in the fight.) Captain: Return to your duty, now!Steelkilt: Will you promise not to touch us, if we do?Captain: Turn to! turn to!-I make no promises;-to your duty! Do you want to sink the ship, by knocking off at a time like this? Turn to! (raises his pistols) Steelkilt: Sink the ship? Aye, let her sink. Not a man of us turns to, unless you swear not to raise a rope-yarn against us. (turns to men behind the barricade) What say ye, men? (men give a fierce rebel yell, Steelkilt walks the top of the barricade.) It's not our fault. We didn't want it. I told him to take his hammer away. It was boy's business. He might have known me before this. I told him not to prick the buffalo. I believe I have broken a finger here against his cursed jaw. (Steelkilt painfully flexes hands.) Ain't those mincing knives down in the forecastle there, men? Look to those handspikes, my hearties. Steelkilt: Captain, by God, look to yourself. Say the word. Don't be a fool. Forget it all. We are ready to turn to. Treat us decently and we are your men.But we won't be flogged!Captain: Turn to! I make no promises, turn to, I say! Steelkilt: Look ye now. (flings his arms towards the captain) There are a few of us here, and I am one of them, who have shipped for the cruise, d'ye see; now as you well know, sir, we can claim our discharge as soon as the anchor is down; so we don't want a row; it's not our interest; we want to be peaceable; we are ready to work, but we won't be flogged! Captain: Turn to!Steelkilt: (Glances around) I tell you what it is now, Captain, rather than kill ye, and be hung for such a shabby rascal, we won't lift a hand against ye unless ye attack us; but till you say the word about not flogging us, we won't do a hand's turn of work. Captain: Down into the forecastle then, down with ye, I'll keep ye there till you're sick of it. Down ye go.Steelkilt: (Turns to the men behind the barricades) Shall we?(The two Canallers run up to Steelkilt.) First Canaller: We can take the ship. Don't be a fool. Don't go down!Steelkilt: I will not be hung for being a shabby rascal. Nothing of this world, especially this 'Town-Ho', this dirty, stinking, leaky grease factory is worth one man's blood, one man's life. (Steelkilt descends into the forecastle. The men behind the barrier follow, growlingly disappearing like bears into a cave. The two canallers are the last to very reluctantly descend. As the last canaller descends, the captain and the two harpooners, second mate and third mate leap over the whale oil barrel barricade, slam shut the hatch over the forecastle and padlock it.) Captain: (opens a slide window, hissingly whispers something which is inaudible to the audience, but is meant to be heard by Steelkilt and his followers.)
Steelkilt: (from inside the forecastle) Who's over me? Truth hath no confines.That which is best and oldest in me – has no master.
Mutineers in the forecastle drum/sing Bob Marley's Get Up, Stand Up
Get Up, Stand Up, stand up for your right (3 times)Get Up, Stand Up, Stand Up for your rightsGet Up, Stand Up, don't give up the fightPreacher man don't tell me heaven is under the earthI know you don't know what life is really worth Is not all that glitters in goldand Half the story has never been toldSo now you see the light, aay Stand up for your right.Come onGet Up, Stand Up, stand up for your rightGet Up, Stand Up, don't give up the fight Some people think great God will come from the skyTake away ev'rything, and make ev'rybody feel highBut if you know what life is worthYou'd look for yours' right here on earthAnd now you see the light You stand up for your right, yeah!Get Up, Stand Up, stand up for your rightGet Up, Stand Up, don't give up the fightWe're sick and tired of your ism and skism gameDie and go to heaven in Jesus' name, Lord We know when we understandAlmighty God is a living manYou can fool some people sometimesBut you can't fool all the people all the timeSo now we see the lightWe gonna stand up for our rightSo you'd better get up, stand up, stand up for your rightGet Up, Stand Up, don't give up the fightheaven is under the earthI know you don't know what life ike away ev'rything, and make ev'rybody feel high But if you know what life is worthYou would look for yours on earth
(Drummers don't stop playing until audience is on their feet dancing. Then they stop drumming.)
Lights fade with drummers/ water pumpers/those who remain loyal to the captain, drumming metaphor of pumping the waters that are leaking into the 'Town-Ho'.
Ishmael/Jonah Narrator
Steelkilt
Radney
Captain
1st Erie Canaller
2nd Erie Canaller
1st Savage Harpooner
2nd Savage Harpooner
Second Mate
Third Mate
10 mutineers/drummers/water pumpers
Three cabin boys (who are neutral)
Nine other crew members that do not join sides
Eight crew members that join with two harpooners, second mate and third mate on side of the captain, drummers for business-as-usual.
A pig.
Jonah/Ishmael Narrator (enters on balcony overlooking stage): In the mythic/poetic reality, the most true reality, in the truth of the Prophet Herman Melville, Ahab's ship 'Pequod' encounters another whaling ship from Nantucket, the 'Town Ho', off the Cape of Good Hope. Ahab hails this ship, as he hails all whaling ships by asking if they have any news of the Great White Whale. If the ship were to answer that they did not, then Ahab would tell 'em to fuck off and rudely sail away. But the captain of the 'Town-Ho' says he does have news of The Great White Whale. There is an exchange of mail and a gam, a rendez-vous of the whaling ships. The two captains confer on one ship. The first mates confer on the other ship. Crew members move freely between the two ships.Most of the crew of the 'Town-Ho' are Polynesians who have only recently left their Pacific islands to become whalers. But there are three white crew members who were perhaps on the ship during the time of the Steelkilt Mutiny, or had joined the crew when the memory of the mutiny was still fresh. Tashtego, the Wampanouag harpooner from Martha's Vineyard, after swearing elaborate, arcane oaths of secrecy is told the story of the mutiny.He must take these elaborate, arcane oaths of secrecy because the implications of the narrative of the mutiny are considered to be dangerous because they are so revolutionary, so heretical, so fundamentally opposed to the business-as-usual (bau) of the whale fishery, of the business-as-usual of the world. Tashtego talks in his sleep. Many hear his dream narrative. They awaken him so he can tell the story consciously.Tashtego refuses to tell the story until everyone swears the same elaborate, arcane oaths that he took. All the crew take these oaths seriously. Ahab, nor any other officer of the 'Pequod', ever learns of the Steelkilt Mutiny. The 'Town-Ho' chapter of 'Moby Dick' is the only part of the book that happens after The Great White Whale and the hemp kills Ahab. It is told after the 'Pequod' has been staved in and sunk with the loss of all the crew except one who lives to tell the story.
This is the story of how the mutiny begins, as told by the Prophet Herman Melville.
But know ye that in the heart of the human, that in this fallen world, in the streets of this whaling city, this New London, the mutiny begins, continues, does not end until the human is again risen...
(The crew of the 'Town-Ho' come on stage. The captain is on the bridge. There are men in the riggings. There are men working the windlass. There is a pig on stage. There are three cabin boys in a corner of the stage. At center stage is Steelkilt and his ten person water pumping/drumming crew drumming a metaphor for pumping water.)
Ishmael/Jonah Narrator: One morning upon handling the pumps, according to daily usage, it was observed that she made more water in her hold than common. They supposed a sword-fish had stabbed her. But the captain, having some unusual reason for believing that rare good luck awaited him in those latitudes; and therefore being very averse to quit them, and the leak not being then considered at all dangerous, though, indeed they could not find it after searching the hold as low down as was possible in rather heavy weather, the ship still continued her cruisings, the mariners working at the pumps at wide and easy intervals; but no good luck came; more days went by, and not only was the leak yet undiscovered, but it sensibly increased. So much so, that now taking some alarm, the captain, making all sail, stood away for the nearest harbor among the islands, there to have his hull hove out and repaired. Though no small passage was before him, yet, if the commonest chance favored, he did not at all fear that his ship would founder by the way, because his pumps were of the best, and being periodically relieved at them, these six-and-thirty men of his could easily keep the ship free; never mind if the leak should double on her. In truth, well nigh the whole of this passage being attended by very prosperous breezes, the Town-Ho had all but certainly arrived in perfect safety at her port without the occurrence of the least fatality, had it not been for the brutal overbearing of Radney, (Radney comes to center stage. He is being a brutal, overbearing officer, swearing and cuffing crew members.) the mate, a Vineyarder, and the bitterly provoked vengeance of Steelkilt, (Steelkilt who has been sitting and drumming in his water pumper/drummer drum circle, rises and does a thundering drum lead.) a Lakesman and desperado from Buffalo.
(Steelkilt and his crew of water pumpers/drummers continue a pounding thunderous beat until all in the audience are dancing and all the drummers are gasping for breath. The men quit the drums/pumps and sit together, panting. Nine other crew members (the neutral crew members) take over the drums and continue the drumming that is a metaphor for the pumping of the water. This drumming continues as a constant background.) Ishmael/Jonah Narrator: Now what cozening fiend it was, that possessed Radney to meddle with such a man in that corporally exasperated state I know not; but so it happened.Radney: (Get's in Steelkilt's face.) See that pig shit (points to a place on the deck). Get a shovel! Then sweep the deck! Now! (Radney and Steelkilt freeze into a tableau).Ishmael/Jonah Narrator: Sweeping a ship's deck at sea is a piece of household work which in all times but raging gales is regularly attended to every evening; it has been known to be done in the case of ships actually foundering at the time. Such is the inflexibility of sea usuages and the instinctive love of neatness in seamen; some of whom would not willingly drown without first washing their face. But in all vessels this broom business is the prescriptive province of the boys, if boys there be aboard. Besides, it was the stronger men in the Town-Ho that had been divided into gangs, taking turns at the pumps; and being the most athletic seaman of them all, Steelkilt had been regularly assigned captain of one of the gangs; consequently he should have been freed from any trivial business not connected with truly nautical duties, such being the case with his comrades. I mention all these particulars so that you may understand exactly how this affair stood between the two men. But there was more than this: the order about the shovel was almost as plainly meant to sting and insult Steelkilt, as though Radney had spat in his face. Any man who has gone sailor in a whale-ship will understand this; and all this and doubtless much more, the Lakeman fully comprehended when the mate uttered his command. But as he sat still for a moment, and as he steadfastly looked in the mate's malignant eye and perceived the stacks of powder-casks heaped up in him and the slow-match silently burning along towards them; as he instinctively saw all this, that strange forbearance and unwillingness to stir up the deeper passionateness in any already ireful being-a repugnance most felt, when felt at all, by really valiant men even when aggrieved-this nameless phantom feeling stole over Steelkilt. Steelkilt: (Speaking softly, reasonably) Sweeping the deck is not my business, Mr. Radney I will not do it. (He points to the three boys in the corner of the stage) It is their job. They will do it.Radney: Damn You! You will do as I command! Get the shovel! Now! (he snatches a cooper's hammer from the top of a cask and advances on the still seated Steelkilt. Steelkilt remains seated. Radney brandishes the hammer around him, but doesn't touch him. Steelkilt slowly rises, and slowly retreats to the windlass. Radney follows. Steelkilt retreats around the windlass. Radney follows, brandishing the hammer close in but not touching Steelkilt.) Steelkilt: I will not obey, Mr. Radney. (Draws back his fist. They do a full revolution of windlass like this. Then Steelkilt stops retreating.) Mr. Radney, I will not obey you. Take that hammer away, or look to yourself. Radney: (Takes hammer and swings it to a couple of inches of Steelkilt's teeth. Steelkilt doesn't flinch.) You will do as I tell you. Who do you think you are – you bag of shit.Steelkilt: (He slowly swings his right fist further behind him.) If the hammer but grazes my cheek – you are a dead man. Radney: (Immediately touches the hammer to Steelkilt's cheek.)Steelkilt: (delivers a bloody, explosive, lightening strike of a punch. Radney goes down spouting gore. He looks down at Radney in horror and then he tries fleeing into the riggings of the ship.) (Two Savage Big Ship Harpooners descend the riggings blocking Steelkilt's way)
(Steelkilt Leaps Down on the stage, is immediately in a fist fight with two ships officers.)
(The Two Erie Canallers swing on ropes to the stage. They go back to back with Steelkilt. They are joined by the ten drummers/water pumpers. The twelve are engulphed by eight crew members who side with the captain, the two savage harpooners, the second and third officers. The three cabin boys and nine water pumpers/drummer stay neutral. The Captain armed with a pike ineffectually tries to make his way to where Steelkilt is. But is always being pushed, josled aside. Steelkilt and his men fight their way to the forecastle. It is a bloody melee. Steelkilt's people as they fight off the men loyal to the captain also pile up whale barrels in front of the forecastle, until a barricade is made.) Captain of the Town-Ho: Come out of that, ye pirates! (draws two pistols). Come out of that, ye cut-throats!Steelkilt: (leaps on the whale oil barrel barricade) Bring it on! Go head, shoot! But know what you bring on, Captain. You kill me and all will rise. (points to the 12 crewmembers who haven't joined in the fight.) Captain: Return to your duty, now!Steelkilt: Will you promise not to touch us, if we do?Captain: Turn to! turn to!-I make no promises;-to your duty! Do you want to sink the ship, by knocking off at a time like this? Turn to! (raises his pistols) Steelkilt: Sink the ship? Aye, let her sink. Not a man of us turns to, unless you swear not to raise a rope-yarn against us. (turns to men behind the barricade) What say ye, men? (men give a fierce rebel yell, Steelkilt walks the top of the barricade.) It's not our fault. We didn't want it. I told him to take his hammer away. It was boy's business. He might have known me before this. I told him not to prick the buffalo. I believe I have broken a finger here against his cursed jaw. (Steelkilt painfully flexes hands.) Ain't those mincing knives down in the forecastle there, men? Look to those handspikes, my hearties. Steelkilt: Captain, by God, look to yourself. Say the word. Don't be a fool. Forget it all. We are ready to turn to. Treat us decently and we are your men.But we won't be flogged!Captain: Turn to! I make no promises, turn to, I say! Steelkilt: Look ye now. (flings his arms towards the captain) There are a few of us here, and I am one of them, who have shipped for the cruise, d'ye see; now as you well know, sir, we can claim our discharge as soon as the anchor is down; so we don't want a row; it's not our interest; we want to be peaceable; we are ready to work, but we won't be flogged! Captain: Turn to!Steelkilt: (Glances around) I tell you what it is now, Captain, rather than kill ye, and be hung for such a shabby rascal, we won't lift a hand against ye unless ye attack us; but till you say the word about not flogging us, we won't do a hand's turn of work. Captain: Down into the forecastle then, down with ye, I'll keep ye there till you're sick of it. Down ye go.Steelkilt: (Turns to the men behind the barricades) Shall we?(The two Canallers run up to Steelkilt.) First Canaller: We can take the ship. Don't be a fool. Don't go down!Steelkilt: I will not be hung for being a shabby rascal. Nothing of this world, especially this 'Town-Ho', this dirty, stinking, leaky grease factory is worth one man's blood, one man's life. (Steelkilt descends into the forecastle. The men behind the barrier follow, growlingly disappearing like bears into a cave. The two canallers are the last to very reluctantly descend. As the last canaller descends, the captain and the two harpooners, second mate and third mate leap over the whale oil barrel barricade, slam shut the hatch over the forecastle and padlock it.) Captain: (opens a slide window, hissingly whispers something which is inaudible to the audience, but is meant to be heard by Steelkilt and his followers.)
Steelkilt: (from inside the forecastle) Who's over me? Truth hath no confines.That which is best and oldest in me – has no master.
Mutineers in the forecastle drum/sing Bob Marley's Get Up, Stand Up
Get Up, Stand Up, stand up for your right (3 times)Get Up, Stand Up, Stand Up for your rightsGet Up, Stand Up, don't give up the fightPreacher man don't tell me heaven is under the earthI know you don't know what life is really worth Is not all that glitters in goldand Half the story has never been toldSo now you see the light, aay Stand up for your right.Come onGet Up, Stand Up, stand up for your rightGet Up, Stand Up, don't give up the fight Some people think great God will come from the skyTake away ev'rything, and make ev'rybody feel highBut if you know what life is worthYou'd look for yours' right here on earthAnd now you see the light You stand up for your right, yeah!Get Up, Stand Up, stand up for your rightGet Up, Stand Up, don't give up the fightWe're sick and tired of your ism and skism gameDie and go to heaven in Jesus' name, Lord We know when we understandAlmighty God is a living manYou can fool some people sometimesBut you can't fool all the people all the timeSo now we see the lightWe gonna stand up for our rightSo you'd better get up, stand up, stand up for your rightGet Up, Stand Up, don't give up the fightheaven is under the earthI know you don't know what life ike away ev'rything, and make ev'rybody feel high But if you know what life is worthYou would look for yours on earth
(Drummers don't stop playing until audience is on their feet dancing. Then they stop drumming.)
Lights fade with drummers/ water pumpers/those who remain loyal to the captain, drumming metaphor of pumping the waters that are leaking into the 'Town-Ho'.
