JUNKIES
I can't feel nothin' at all!

GRAVEROBBER
Drug market, sub market,
Sometimes I wonder why I ever got in
Blood market, love market,
Sometiems I wonder why they need me at all!
Zydrate comes in a little glass vial.

SHILO
A little glass vial?

GRAVEROBBER
And the little glass vial goes into the gun like battery.
And the zydrate gun goes somewhere against your anatomy
And when the gun goes off, it sparks and you're ready for surgery.

AMBER SWEET
Graverobber... Graverobber...
Sometimes I wonder why I even bother.
Graverobber... Graverobber...
Sometimes I wonder why I need you at all!

GRAVEROBBER
And Amber Sweet is addicted to the knife

SHILO
Addicted to the knife?

JUNKIES
Addicted to the knife!

GRAVEROBBER
And addicted to the knife, she needs a little help with the agony.
And a little help comes in a little glass vial in a gun pressed against her anatomy
And when the gun goes off, Miss Sweet is ready for surgery

AMBER SWEET
Graverobber... Graverobber...
Sometimes I wonder why I need you at all...

JUNKIES (SHILO)
It's clean, it's clear, it's pure (It's what?), it's rare...

GRAVEROBBER (SHILO)
It takes you there (It what?)

GRAVEROBBER (AMBER)
It takes you there! (It takes me there!)

GENTERNS
A little jump

GRAVEROBBER
Before the cut

JUNKIES
Why agonize? Anesthetize

AMBER
I can't feel nothin' at all..

GRAVEROBBER (AMBER)
'Cos surgery is what you need (what I need), to change inside

GRAVEROBBER, JUNKIES, AMBER
To feel alive.

[Graverobber whistles.

SHILO
Hey, that's a Blind Mag song!

Amber snaps to attention

AMBER
Who did that?

Graverobber points at Shilo and backs away

AMBER
So you think you got heart?
So you think you got balls?
So you think Mag can sing?

SHILO
I don't think nothin' at all...

AMBER
So you think MAG has pipes?
Well it's my turn to shine
When the Repo man strieks!

SHILO
What are you talkin' about?

Amber shoves a news article into Shilo's hands]

GRAVEROBBER
Mag's contract's got some mighty fine print

SHILO
Some mighty fine print?

JUNKIES
Some mighty fine print...

GRAVEROBBER
And that mighty fine print puts Mag in a mighty fine predicament
If Mag up and splits, her eyes are forfeit, and if GeneCo and Rotti so will it,
Then a repo man will come and she'll pay for that surgery. Surgery...
Surgery... Surgery... (cont., with Junkies)

JUNKIES
I can't feel nothin' at all!

[POLICEMAN (contacting Rotti)
Sir, we've got Amber.
We're bringing her in.]