"Sludge, Sludge, Sludge" genre: Musicals/Broadway
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	The FICs (Folks-In-Charge) who run our government and polluting corporations reveal their true identities. They are alien Sludge Monsters from the planet Wango Wango, on a mission to turn the earth into a toxic dump. From the satiric musical STAR WARES: THE NEXT GENERATION by Linda Eisenstein & James A. Levin.
	CD: STAR WARES: THE NEXT GENERATION   Label: Herone Press Credits: c) Music: Linda Eisenstein. Lyrics: James A. Levin & Linda Eisenstein.
	Story Behind the Song This song from STAR WARES: THE NEXT GENERATION, a satiric musical about political & environmental outrages, was inspired by the many environmental disasters that occurred in the Greed-Is-Good 1980's. During this number, the FICs did a modified striptease, opening their capes to reveal sludgy tentacles which they twirled around like strippers' tassels. STAR WARES: THE NEXT GENERATION was produced in 1989-1990 at Cleveland Public Theatre, Cleveland, OH. Director, Alan Trethewey. Singers: Donald J. Morrison, Jr. (FIC 1); Dan McCord (FIC 2). Graffiti Band: Linda Eisenstein, keyboards; Mark Kmit, keyboards & bass; Berman Medley, guitar; drums, Carl Holt. Recording engineer, Chris Shimp. Lyrics SLUDGE, SLUDGE, SLUDGE, Can't get enough of it -- SLUDGE, SLUDGE, SLUDGE, Like to stuff myself with it! I need some toxic waste to boost my morale; I need to skinny-dip in Love Canal! SLUDGE, SLUDGE, SLUDGE! the air so thick it hurts; SLUDGE, SLUDGE, SLUDGE! formaldehyde desserts! I miss cavorting in that slimy ooze and if it weren't for GSX we'd really have the blues! OH, WE LOVE SLUDGE! I want to sink my teeth in toxins. I want to gargle with DDT. I miss my honey-bun's dioxins and his wine-and-cheese of PCB's. When I sniff the Cuyahoga and I splash around in acid rain, I think of lovely Wango Wango and I wish I were back home again -- SLUDGE, SLUDGE, SLUDGE! Syringes on the shore! SLUDGE, SLUDGE, SLUDGE! The glowing albacore! Fresh air and hummingbirds just ruin my day. Give me an oil slick in Prudhoe Bay! SLUDGE, SLUDGE, SLUDGE, I want to drown in it. SLUDGE, SLUDGE, SLUDGE! A sea of glowing shit! And though it's awfully hard to roam, at least we're making Earth like home! We've buried old plutonium under caves and soil and trees-- We've buggered up the ozone and the rivers and the seas -- When we're back in Wango Wango we'll be big celebrities! Oh, we love sludge! You'd better believe it! We love sludge! You'll be seeing more of it! We love sludge!

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