Thursday, March 10, 1938. THE SALEMITE Page Three. HELEN AND THE TROJANS (Continued From Page Two) her a goop We’re not ashamed to say that we will stoop To anything. Mrs. Soakus: Timid soul: (Tune: What’ll I do? What ’11 we do if that shrew won’t go away If she’s here to stay what ’11 we do ? For our men stay away at the of fice all day They will play with that shrew, what’ll we dot Mrs. Soekra: (Tune: Kitchen Mechanic) I’m just a kitchen mechanic, but I ’11 warn my old man To leave that hypnotising Greek alone. If he bothers that blonde. I’m just the lady who can Make him rue what he has done. Cause every night you bet your life. I’ll feed him jugs full of hemlock and underdone ham I’m just a kitchen mechanic and the lady who can Make my old scandalizing Soekra Tease moan, And how you’ll hear him moan! If that old tantalizing man don’t leave that Helen alone Mrs. Ben Hur: (Tune: East Side, West Side) If we don’t watch out, in all our Trdjan towns Husbands will be leaving home And acting like old clowns. We must stop them, e’er they do begin We must work like Trojans for to save our men from sin Now comes Mrs. Soekra singing I’m just a kitchen mechanic, followed by Mrs. Hur singing if we don’ watch out. Mrs. Hector: Entliusiastically, after a moment of thought (Tune, Deck the Halls with boughs of holly), I have hit upon a plan, ha, ha, ha, ha ha etc. Whereby every woman can, ha, ha, ha, etc. Keep her husband round her finger, ha, ha, ha, etc. Harken, girls, it’s a hum-dinger, ha, ha, etc. ACT III. Outside the walls of Troy. City gat* I at left. Two soldiers guarding the wall, marching up and down on top of it if possible, to tune of W. and L. Swing. Drums are heard of^ stage right. A firecracker is popped off. Pre lude to Wm. Tell storm played softly on piano. Sentinels look off ni the distonce. One sings. (Tune: Over There) ‘ ‘ Lookie there, lookie there, lookie there. The Greeks are coming, the Greeks are coming. The Greeks are coming on a tear! Blow your horn, send the word, let’s be heard. They’re coming over, and they’ll drag back Helen without mercy by the hair! They blow Reveille on kazoos. Singing from behind the wall. (Tune: Johnnie Get Your Gun. Hector, get your gun, get your gun, get your gun We’re ready for the fun, etc. The Greeks are coming, the Greeks are coming The Greeks are coming on the run. They think they’re hot, but they’re not, that’s just rot t We’ll meet them half way and we’ll turn them into one big greasy spot! Greeks sing as they come on the stage from right, armed with greasy spoons, toasting forks, and fry ing pans. (Tune: Put on Your Old Gray Bon net.) Put on your old gray tunic Wage a war worse than the punic And we’ll lick the Trojans in the fray While they ’re busy being coy With our Helen here in Troy While the sun shines we’ll make hay! Trojan warriors appear in the gate, armed to the teeth. (Tune: Hark the Sound of Tarheel Voices). Hark, the sound of Trojan voices. Ringing without fear We will meet the Greeks in bat tle, We will smear them here. Frail the bravest wop of all. Dear to his own kind in the hot-dog business Our dear Troy, priceless gem, re ceive all praises thine For I’m a Trojan, born, I’m a Trojan bred And when I die I’m a Trojan dead So it’s rah, rah for Troy, Troy Rah, rah for Troy, Troy Rah, rah for Troy, Troy, rah rah, rah. The Trojans emerge fiercely from the gate, it becomes apparent that they are held back by strings, tied harness fashion around their middles, and held by their wives, who follow them on the field. Trojans turn pleadingly to their (Tune; Take me Out to the Ball Game. Let me fight in the battle Let me loose in the crowd I will behave like a gentleman Defend my name like a loyal Trojan. Wives take up the tune with: It’s not for your country You’re fighting That woman is still on your mind I will hold you, “hen-peck” you, scold you Expect you to keep your nose to the grind. Hector, Trojan warrior, steps forward as far as his wife will let him, (Continued On Page Four) p)ii f i Weekly «•' Radio Features Paul Whiteman Lawrence Tibbett Andre Kostelanetz Deems Taylor Paul Douglas hesterfield - .youIIfind MORE PLEASURE in Chesteifields milder better taste ...getting and giving more pleasure “Rhapsody in Blue”—it’s Chesterfield Time—light up and enjoy that refreshing mildness, that Chesterfield better taste that smokers like. Chesterfields have the best in gredients a cigarette can have —mild ripe tobaccos, home’ grown and aromatic Turkish, and pure cigarette paper. They Satisfy,,. millions. Copyricht 1938, ItGCirr & Hms To»A(XO Co.

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