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Transcribed by: asekikawa@mail.accent.netScene:
- Mark McKinney
Kevin McDonald
Mark: I've lost my indian drum.
- Mark, standing in front of colourful brick wall, holding cymbals Kevin, perched on outside window ledge above Mark, holding drum.
[crashes cymbals twice]
I've lost my drum.
[clash]
I've lost my indian drum.Kevin: [hits drum once]
I have your drum...
[beat]
Your drum is mine.
[two beats]
I have your drum...
[beat]
She's doing fine.Mark: [clash]
But I've lost my drum...
[clash]
My drum is gone.
[two clashes]
Soon it will be Autumn,
[clash]
My God what have I done!
[three clashes]Kevin: [beat]
I have your drum...
[two beats]
Your drum is mine.
[two beats]
I will treat her poorly,
[beat]
There's no need to whine.
[two beats]Mark: [clash]
Drum lost!Kevin: Drum found!
[beat]Mark: Drum lost!
[clash]Kevin: Drum found...
Mark: [clash]
No drum, no party!
[clash]Kevin: I have your drum.
Mark: Where's my indian drum?
Kevin: Look skyward, moron!
Mark: I am!
[clash]
I see no drum...
Drum lost!
[two clashes]Kevin: Look up!
Mark: Drum lost!
[two clashes]Kevin: Look over here!
Mark: Drum lost!
[two clashes]Kevin: Your drum is here.
Mark: I've lost my drum.