Night Work - Exhumed

«The corporation of corpse-stealers, I am told, support themselves and Families

very comfortably, and that no-one should be surprised at the Nature of Such a

Society, the late Resurrectionists in St. Saviours, St. Giles’s and St.

Pancras churchyards, are memorable Instances of this laudable Profession.

«Anonymous ​A View of London and Westminster 1728

«Blest be ye man spares these stones, And curste be ye moves my bones» —

William Shakespeare’s epitaph 1616

Hare: ​Welcome to our nocturnal vocation

Disembalming we grimly extract the expired

Disinterring by lanthorn illumination

To fulfill anatomists' cadaverous desires —

Dr. Knox: ​Giving Nightwatchmen fits with the mortsafes you’ve picked Finding

fresh graves to dig, I must say it’s a hell of a gig

Chorus: ​Night work be done, the lifeless made graveless.

our prize to be won

Exhumed by torchlight, dead weight dead to rights

This night work, an unholy sight, undertaken tonight

Hare: ​A livelihood in death we scrape

Your casket vacant, corpse taken forthwith

From our fell spades you will not escape

Second coming ignominious, unclean and sick —

Dr. Knox: ​Wooden shovels and picks, from your tomb you’ll be nicked

Sink to new depths of sick, compunction cut to the quick

Chorus: ​Night work be done, the lifeless made graveless our prize to be won

Exhumed by torchlight, dead weight dead to rights

This night work, an unholy sight, undertaken tonight

Solo — Matthew Harvey

Dr. Knox: ​It's a dirty job, finding fresh graves to rob

Solo — Michael Burke

Dr. Knox: ​These are dirty deeds, six feet of dirt, dug dirt cheap

Solo — Matthew Harvey

Dr. Knox: ​It's a dirty job, finding fresh graves to ro

Toil as the casket’s slaves, death is our living wage

Chorus: ​Night work be done, the lifeless made graveless our prize to be won

Exhumed by torchlight, dead weight dead to rights

This night work, an unholy sight, undertaken this —

Night work be done, the lifeless made graveless our prize to be won Exhumed by

torchlight, dead weight dead to rights

This night work, an unholy sight, undertaken tonight