Raggedy Ann - Diagnosis
Full show: • Lost Raggedy Ann Musical (Recovered ESIPA ...
This footage was found within the New York State Archives. Their site claims that no copyright restrictions apply.
Raggedy Ann: The Musical Adventure (aka Rag Dolly) is a dark fantasy musical with a book by William Gibson and music and lyrics by Joe Raposo. It's based on the children's stories by Johnny Gruelle and is loosely related to the 1977 feature film Raggedy Ann & Andy: A Musical Adventure, which included variations of a few songs. The story centers on Marcella, a dying young girl whose toys come to life and take her on a magical adventure to meet The Doll Doctor, in hopes that he can mend her broken heart. The show created a controversy in Albany, it was a renowned sensation in Moscow, a notorious flop on Broadway, and it went on to develop a cult following through bootleg recordings. (source: Wikipedia)
R.A.R.E. (Raggedy Ann Revival Effort) is a group of volunteer lost media enthusiasts and theater fans dedicated to preserving and reviving the Raggedy Ann musical. Want to join us or learn more about the show? Check out our Tumblr for more information and the link to our discord server: / raggedyannrevivaleffort
Lyrics -
[DOCTORS]
WE FEAR THERE'S BROMIDORIS PHOBIA
WHICH MEANS THAT THERE'S A LOBE O' YA POOR BRAIN
WHICH ISN'T WORKIN' REALLY RIGHT.
COMPOUND PNEUMONOCONIOSIS LEADS TO ONLY ONE PROGNOSIS
THAT SUPPOSES SHE COULD LAST TO TUESDAY NIGHT.
SO WE ADDRESS THE SITUATION WITH A GRAVE DELIBERATION
AS PHYSICCIANS NOT MAGICIANS WHO YOU SEEK.
A CASE OF THROMBOCYTOPENIA AT THIS STAGE
CAN ONLY MEAN YA
GOT NO PADDLE AN' YOU'RE REALLY UP THE CREEK.
BECAUSE YOU'RE SICK, SICK, SICK!
AND YOU AIN'T GETTIN' BETTER QUICK, QUICK, QUICK!
WE WOULD DO SOMETHIN' REALLY GOOD, IF WE COULD,
BUT WE CAN'T, AND WE WON'T,
SO WE'LL KEEP RIGHT ON CONSULTING,
PLEASE DON'T THINK THAT WE'RE INSULTING
'CAUSE YOU'RE ILL, ILL, ILL!
AND BOY FOR US IS THAT A THRILL, THRILL, THRILL!
WE'D LIKE TO HELP YA BUT YOUR CASE IS COMPLICATED
AND WE KNOW WHEN SOMETHING'S FATED,
SO RELAX, ENJOY AND PLEASE STOP ASKING WHY!
BECAUSE YOU'RE SICK, SICK, SICK!
AND WE THINK YOU'RE GONNA DIE.
A HIRSUTE HIDROADENOSIS
IS OUR MAJOR DIAGNOSIS
AND HOW CLOSE IS YOUR DEMISE WE CANNOT TELL.
BUT THIS RESULTS IN MELANCHOLIA
AND AS WE ALREADY TOL' YA
AS A WHOLE YA REALLY DOING NOT SO WELL.
YOU GOT A BAD COXSACKIE VIRUS
WHICH HAS NOW BEGUN TO TIRE US
AND WE'VE DONE ABOUT AS MUCH AS WE CAN DO.
IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT YER WISHIN'
GO AND CALL A GOOD MORTICIAN
'CAUSE YOU'RE FADIN' FAST
AND YOU AIN'T PULLIN' THROUGH!
BECAUSE YOU'RE SICK, SICK, SICK!
YER FUTUR ISN'T WORTH A LICK, LICK, LICK!
AS MASTER SURGEONS WE CONFESS,
YOU'RE A MESS AND WE'D LIKE TO EXPRESS
OUR CONDOLENCE TO YOUR FATHER,
GAD, IT REALLY IS A BOTHER THAT YOU'RE ILL, ILL, ILL!
AND WAIT UNTIL YOU SEE THE BILL, BILL, BILL!
WE KNOW YOU'RE SINKING
AND ALTHOUGH WE'RE GLAD WE MET YA
THAT OL' REAPER'S GONNA GET YA
SO WE'LL BID ADIEU AND WAVE TA TA GOOD BYE!
BECAUSE YOU'RE SICK, SICK, SICK!
AND WE KNOW YOU'RE GONNA DIE.