Marin’s song [to the tune of Ballad of the Wind Fish] (Marin) Little town In a quiet little village Every day Like the one Before Little town Full of little 8-bit people Coming out to say [transition to Mabe Village] [various DoDers: Bonjour! Bonjour…] There goes the shopkeep with his wares like always Old Man Ulrira’s out again Every morning just the same Since the morning that we came To this quirky island town [Trendy Gamester: good day, Marin!] [M: Oh, good Morning Trendy Gamester! TG: Off to the beach again? M: (cheerful but with an undercurrent of terror) where else? M: I can’t remember how we act’ually got here Or when the days end or begin Like the chickens in the coop Seems we’re all stuck in a loop And I think that I might snap..! [kids: oh hi, Marin!] [M: (snapping back into it) oh hi kids! I’m off to the beach! Kid 1: PLEASE HELP, WE CAN’T STOP THROWING THIS BALL!] Ohh, isn’t this amazing? Look at all this stuff that washed ashore Ohhhh, could that be… a body? Yes, a grand adventure seems to be in store…! [Lawyer: excuse me Ms. Marin, I’ll have to stop you right there M: Oh! Hello sir, what seems to be the prob— L: I represent the Walt Disney Corporation, we’re shutting this whole operation down for blatant copyright infringement. You’ll need to come with me. M: but I- L: get her, boys.] [Marin is carried off in protest, as you hear one of the lawyer’s goons say “Ma’am, if you’d please look at this light…” then a Men in Black-esque flash sfx is heard and Marin stops protesting] – [A beat, and then:] Lawyer: So it’s no wonder that the world hates lawyers The evidence is plain to seeee So you’d best beware the suits Don’t you dare to claim Fair Use ‘Cause I got my friggin’ eye on you [Chorus: He’s got his friggin’ eye on you!] I’ve got my friggin eye on yoooooouuuu DoD (Townsolk: Oh Dee! Oh Dee! Oh Dee!..) It's a Beautiful Day break your silence, look to the sun and remember what it's like use your senses, take in the scene It's a beautiful day leave your home, embrace the sun make endless memories days and nights, there is no sleeping It's a beautiful day make your feast, give thanks to the sun collect all that you need feel the breeze blowing towards the ending It's a beautiful day hold your loved ones, pray for the sun and take it day by day dull and gray or silent purple It's a beautiful day Thunderstorm of Sand I'm living in a thunderstorm I hope the gods will spare my corm All day long we're showered by the rain Wind rushing by just like a freight train a thunderstorm of sand The Nurse's Song Your call has been forwarded To an automatic voice message system (212)-664-7665 Is not available At the tone, please record your message When you have finished recording You may hang up Or press 1 for more options Doctor, grab your stethoscope We need all of your skills Doctor, bring your medicine And all your little pills You're needed in the office here There's something very wrong The patient hasn't woken up For far too long Doctor, bring your coat and gloves Doctor, bring your pen Doctor, come on quickly In the west side entrance Hurry through the door You're running out of time We're losing all their vitals But with healing, they'll be fine With healing, they'll be fine Doctor, grab your stethoscope We need all of your skills Doctor, bring your medicine And all your little pills You're needed in the office here Ghost of Retribution Ghost of Babel Lingering death Ghost of memories Fire strikes on the fortress Caught inside the ambush Four survivors grew resenting Campbell calls the Solid Snake, foretold he was the one Blew hope into the room and said, "You have to be there or you'll die old" Campbell calls the Solid Snake, foretold he was the one Blew hope into the room and said, "You have to be there or you'll die old" Holding them down Channeling hatred Venom for the gods End their resistance Exploiting their weakness Penetrating in their hearts Rode into the dark unaware Grinding ever higher Soldiers by his side Spoke and passed him by Dedicated hunters Wait to sate their hunger Rose up to its call In their laps he'd fall Metal Gear received Awaiting fire at will In time the breaking of their sanity Top of their lungs they screamed a name Like stabbing pages in a diary Everything seemed clear that it's the same The incoherent memories of regretful days Why would I really need to live? Decide what's right and wrong within this maze What you should make and who to be Ghost of black chamber Seeking of vengeance it's clear Seeking anonymous Killing anonymous To see the survivor squad In despair of what's to come If one cut the source of the flow Then everything can change Would conviction fall In the hands of the righteous? The phantasms of your past Might be calling you to go Denying the forgotten morals Where there is no right or wrong