My People

INT. PUB - NIGHT

Pub occupies left ⅓ of stage, full of rowdy aliens, celebrating their successful invasion of Earth. The remaining ⅔rds are a street with impact holes and damaged cars, but otherwise empty, lit by street lights. Globron sits at a table in the corner of the pub, alone

GLOBRON

……Cold beer, warm cheer, and it’s easy. It’s so easy for them
……And I just sit here where nobody sees me, ‘cause nobody sees me
……Hand clap, backslap, and somehow they’re best friends with everyone in the crowd
……Mugs clink, spilled drink, and how are they laughing so loud?

Globron gets up and leaves the pub while singing. The rest of the song takes place outside in the street

……So I guess I’ll go, ‘cause I’ve seen this scene enough before to know

……In every corner of the world, you see the same thing play out a different way
……But in some dark corner of the world, could there actually be a pack for me
……To find, where I’m perfectly aligned with my folk, my kin, my kind
……My people

……Picture me in, like, a song where they’re singing together and strong
……I join that band and it’s like I belong there, because I belong there
……Inspiration for being the being revealed by lifting this mask
……Conversation: hey, how is that too much to ask?
……Nope, it’s time to cope, and to cross a bridge just far enough to hope

……That in every corner of the world, there’s this chance that I find the answer why
……I’m called to that corner of the world, where finally it’s ok for me to be
……In my corner of the world, with a song I’ve sung by myself among this and
……Every other corner of the world, feeling safe and free, all my friends with me
……And find a peacefulness of mind, among my folk, my kin, my kind
……My people