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.