copyright © 2002 / 2004 Jonathan Price (music) / Joan Ruelle, Ursula Hull, Amy Jordan (lyrics)

No Shame Theatre Song

(The Memorial Day Weekend Version) -- by Joan, Ursula, and Amy

music by Jonathan Price

lyrics by Joan Ruelle, Ursula Hull, Amy Jordan

 
We made the drive to Charleston
To join you for No Shame.
The folks are nice, the food was great
We're awful glad we came.

Your southern hospitality
Is way above the norm.
And that's really saying something
'Cause we're living in your dorms.

No Shame Theatre (No Shame Theatre)
Those bottles are oh so small.
No Shame Theatre (No Shame Theatre)
It's 3 hours till last call.
[background chant for this next verse: Hike! Hike!]

We hiked up King Street
Down Meeting Street and all along Calhoun.
Thank god for that big fountain
Where we fell into a swoon.

Your bridges scared us half to death
'Cause they're so friggin' high.
We got so sunburned on the beach
We thought that we would die.

No Shame Theatre (No Shame Theatre)
Or is it No Shame The-a-ter? (note for the singer: pronounce it thee-AYE-ter here)
No Shame Theatre (No Shame Theatre)
We'll miss those fried green tomaters!
Though some of us had to leave
The show continues strong.
We left behind our sunscreen
And our guys of whom we're fond.

So sit back, enjoy the show
You'll see why it's the rage.
Then come back another night
Get YOUR butt up on the stage.

No Shame Theatre (No Shame Theatre)
Don't knock it till you've tried.
No Shame Theatre (No Shame Theatre)
No Shame don't mean No Pride.
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