NEB: The Musical

(BY THAD)

 

NARRATOR:

In the year 4,011 A.D.

All that you are likely to see

Are robots from space

Destroying this place

The fuel these evil robots need

Is nothing more than coffee cream

But we are running out, it seems,

Of fuel for all their ghastly schemes

These robots have another plan

Involving this very unfortunate man

Neb is he

For you see

This man bleeds

Coffee cream

 

NEB:

My name is Neb

I enjoy tea

But I don’t

Drink coffee

I wonder why!

There are robots

After me

They want my

Coffee cream

I’ve got to hide!

 

ROBOTS:

Coffee cream

Coffee cream

Who’s got the coffee cream?

 

NEB:

Holy shit!

That was close as fuck!

I need a different hiding place

One that doesn’t suck!

How convenient

That old abandoned warehouse there

Must be heaven sent

If there are rats, I do not care

 

GIRL:

How convenient

That old abandoned warehouse near

Wait a second

There’s somebody already here

 

NEB:

Who the hell are you?

 

GIRL:

Hey, you’re that guy with the coffee cream blood

I didn’t realize you were such a stud

I have come to hide away like you

You see, I’m rather different too

I have a metal skull, I guess it’s kind of cool

But you know this world can be so fucking cruel

We’re both different

Obviously meant

To be together

Possibly forever

 

NEB:

Come now, let us have the sex

Then we’ll see what happens next

 

ROBOTS: (marching by warehouse, unaware)

Coffee cream

Coffee cream

Who’s got the coffee cream?

 

NARRATOR:

Years passed

And they were not harassed

Not by mean spirited mother fuckers

Nor by the robot Neb-blood suckers

But she

Wanted three

In this family

 

GIRL:

Why can’t we

Seem to have a baby?

 

NEB:

I’m sorry

But it can never be

 

GIRL:

Why?

 

NEB:

Well honey

I think I can explain

Coffee cream

Fills more than just my veins

 

(Neb’s girl leaves him)

 

NEB:

Feels like she’s been gone

For so very long

While I’m left right here

Alone with my tears

I don’t fucking feel like living anymore!

What the hell could this world ever have in store?

For me

This freak

Who bleeds

Coffee cream

I don’t really want to give

These robots a chance to live

They want to catch me alive

So if I do not survive

It will screw up their plans

To clone me into many mans

And use us to drain our coffee cream

To keep them fueled for eternity

So maybe then it’s for the best

To put myself to an eternal rest

And cause these robots to run out of steam

By depriving them of their coffee... wait! Maybe that’s the thing!

What is the most obvious place

For the robots to fuel their face?

Coffee shop!

No one would suspect me in there

All I need is to find out where

Coffee shops!

Why they’re all over this town

But most of them have shut down

Ah, here is one that looks open

Now I will go and make new friends

 

OWNER:

May I interest you in a cup?

 

NEB:

No thanks, I’m very allergic

Ingesting coffee gets me sick

 

OWNER:

Why did you come in here then?

 

NEB:

I could really use a friend

 

OWNER:

We haven’t seen a new face

Since those robots raided this place

They completely drained our supply

Our coffee cream has been sucked dry

 

NEB:

Will those robots ever return?

 

OWNER:

No, they have nothing else to earn

And we’d have none to offer them

Since that one time they busted in

 

NEB:

Well since the robots aren’t coming back

This is the perfect place to unpack

This is where I need to hide

For I have what they want inside

 

OWNER:

Whatever do you mean?

 

NEB:

My blood is coffee cream

 

OWNER:

In that case, yes friend, you must stay

Those robots never come this way

Your running in fear is at an end

Now I’ll introduce you to more friends

Hey everybody, this is Neb

Hey, Neb, tell them all what you said

 

NEB:

My blood’s made out of coffee cream

 

CUSTOMER:

Coffee cream, huh? That’s interesting

 

CUSTOMER 2:

Heh, or more like appetizing

 

CUSTOMER 3:

Neb! Care to bleed into my drink?

 

NEB:

I should go

 

OWNER:

No no no!

We’ve missed the coffee cream for so long

It’s a miracle you came along

 

(All the blood thirsty coffee shop freaks surround Neb)

 

THE END

 

 

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