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Musical: Grey Gardens
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[Gould](spoken) Now, remember, you're an old-time Mammy! Poor as dirt, true, but rich in the wisdom of the ages! [Edith] Down in Carolina Be ole black Dinah Sweatin' and a-toilin' at da boilin' pot. Stirrin' and a-scrapin' Da steam escapin', Cookin' up a breakfast dat hits da spot! 'Cuz... All God's chillun love hominy! Hominy! All God's chillun love hominy grits! Fills to satiation Da whole plantation! Dem's da best-est vittles us colored folks gits! [Major Bouvier](spoken) What the hell is she singing? [Brooks](spoken) One of her "freedom songs," Sir. [Edith] Sammy stir da kettle So none don't settle Mulie heat da metal wit de kindlin' wood. Once ya done your pickin' Ya git fried chicken. Ya gotta start da day off wid' somethin' good 'Cuz... [Edith & Gould] All God's chillun love hominy! Hominy! All God's chillun love hominy grits! [Edith] Next to watermelon, Dere ain't no tellin' Dem's da best-est vittles- [Edith, Gould, Jackie, & Lee] -Us colored folk gits! [Major Bouvier](spoken) Her mother was a quiet woman! Asthmatic! Demure! No! Not you, too! [Gould] Go, girl! Stir dat kettle! That'll do it - now add some suet! [Edith] Sho' nuff, Boss - ain't nuthin' to it! [Major Bouvier](spoken) If she were a whole horse instead of just its ass, I'd shoot her! [Edith] Dinah went to Hebben At ninety-sebben Fussin' and a-cussin' and a-breakin' plates. Who be there to greet her But ol' Saint Peter Wid da dish dey serve at da Pearly Gates! [All] 'Cuz... All God's chillun love hominy! Hominy! All God's chillun love hominy grits! [Edith] Gabriel be takin' A bowl wid bacon [Gould] All dem little cherubs Like deirs wid spare ribs! [Edith] Moses gits molasses- [All] And so's Big Massah's! Dem's da best-est vittles Us colored folks gits! Hominy grits! [Thanks to Deanna for lyrics]
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