Redsonga
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End credits (as sung by Red )Like Mokey's verison, I think Red's voice suits this song even better than Jo Dee Messina's (<-Link to video of the song) . When I first heard this song again after a long time I thought "That is so Red and Gobo's song!", and so, it is .
Scene:
An everyday Arizona suburb in the afternoon, Gobo, Wembley and Red last of all appear as they go though the pet door. Red turns around and looks in silent awe.
Baby, what do you say we just get lost?
Scene:
Red tentatively puts a foot on the pavement and then draws it back, only to turn a second later and start hopping up and down on it.
Leave this one horse townlike two rebels without a cause?
Scene:
Gobo and Wembley quickly rush over pulling Red out of the way of narrowly being missed by a car.
See the people in Boston.
Scene:
Close up of Red's face as she coughs from the car's fumes, as the cloud clears to reveal a wide blue sky a slow mischievous smile slowly forms on her face, as she looks down to see the fact that they are all tied together in the usual traveling rope line.
Ain't your uncle still in Des Moines?
We can pack up tomorrow.
Tonight, let's flip a coin...!
Scene:
She gives the rope a sharp tug, half pulling half dragging the two along behind her.
Heads, Carolina Tails, California!
Somewhere greener, somewhere warmer!
Up in the mountains, down by the ocean!
Polaroid photo snapshot:
The three swimming and doing cannon balls into the ocean.
The photo unfreezes and Red makes a face after getting a mouthful of salty water from Gobo's splash.
Where? It don't matter, as long as we're goin'
Somewhere together. I've got a quarter.
Polaroid photo snapshot:
A roll of photo booth stickers of the three making silly faces and Red and Gobo kissing. The last mini picture unfreezes and Wembley pops up between the two, sporting hair newly died bright punk colors.
Heads, Carolina Tails, California!
We can load what we own in the back of a U-haul van.
Polaroid photo snapshot:
Red, wearing oversized heart shaped sunglasses, a collection of neon colored snap bracelets on her tail, and licking a rainbow colored lollypop proudly drags a giant sack behind her. The picture unfreezes as Gobo gives her a disapproving look, her pigtails wilt as she begins to carry the bag back slowly toward bright "Toys 'R Us" lettering on the side a building.
Couple modern day Moses', searchin for the promised land...
Polaroid photo snapshot:
The three are meditating cross-legged on satin pillows in what looks like a Indian temple. The scene unfreezes and Wembley opens his eyes, slowly tapping the nearby Red, who falls over with a clink onto an incense burner, fast asleep.
We can go four hundred miles before we stop for gas...
Polaroid photo snapshot:
Red, Gobo, and Wembley marching with a line of Japanese kindergartners to school, one of them griping tightly to Wembley's nose instand of his hand.
We can drive for a day, and then we'll take a look at the map...!
Polaroid photo snapshot:
Red, Gobo and Wembley standing in front of Jackson Pollock's "Blue Poles" in the National Gallery of Australia. The photo unfreezes and the three tilt their heads to one side and then the other in puzzlement, turning to each other and shrugging.
Heads, Carolina Tails, California!
Somewhere greener, somewhere warmer!
Polaroid photo snapshot:
The three are standing in front of a tall sign just out of veiw in the pouring rain: Red wearing her fish costume and big floppy wide rimmed hat, and Wembley wearing sunglasses, swimming fins, and holding a boogie board. The picture unfreezes and both of them turn to glare at Gobo between them as he grins sheepishly, the camera panning upward to the words "Welcome to Sunny Califorina" on a sign.
Up in the mountains, down by the ocean!
Polaroid photo snapshot:
Gobo clinging tightly to the side of moutain with a pick ax as Red begans to loose her grip and Wembley is in the middle of falling, dragging down their climbing rope as a very shocked looking eagle flies just below them.
Where? It don't matter, as long as we're goin'
Somewhere together. I've got a quarter.
Heads, Carolina Tails, California!
Polaroid photo snapshot:
The three hitching a ride on the back of a bus bumper in an attached small handmade wooden cart. The picture unfreezes and they hop out, looking upward with wide eyes and then turning to each other with sly grins. The revealed sign reads "Oaxaca Radish Festival".
We're gonna get outta here if we gotta ride a Greyhound bus.
Boy, we're bound to outrun the bad luck that's tailin' us!.
Polaroid photo snapshot:
Red, Gobo and Wembley running and laughing as they carry a giant Mexican corn god made completely out of radishes. Another photo snaps showing a huge mob of angry people with crafting tools and pitch forks following close behind them…
Heads, Carolina Tails, California!
Somewhere greener, somewhere warmer!
Polaroid picture snapsot:
Red waves as she windsurfs. The picture unfreezes as she falls off the broad and slowly lifts her head out of the shallow water, only to come face to face with a platypus. Both scream and run in opposite directions.
Up in the mountains, down by the ocean!
Pollard picture snapshot:
A trail of fraggle footprints in the snow, leading to Gobo, Red, and Wembley crowded around something wearing their socking caps. The picture unfreezes and they part to reveal a fraggle snowman with shiny black pebbles for eyes and a mouth made out of sticks with tiny pine cones for hair, in one hand holding a radish and in the other, made as part it's body, a postcard with a Hawaiian sunset.
Where? It don't matter, as long as we're goin'
Somewhere together. I've got a quarter.
Polaroid picture Snapshot:
A hidden cozy fire in the woods of the snowy mountainside throws a golden glow onto the sleeping faces of the friends under a cozy heavy patchwork quilt, Red with her head snuggled on Gobo's chest, while Wembley in turn leans on her shoulder. The picture unfreezes as Red opens one eye in annoyance, quickly pushing Wembley's head away to use a snowdrift to the other side as a pillow with a yelp and soft shower of flying snow.
Heads, Carolina Tails, California!
Scene:
A slow panning shot from the boots upwards of two silly creatures on that same snowy mountain. The two twenty-something hikers, a woman and a man, stare at the figure made of snow before them. Slowly they turn to look each other in the eye in bewilderment and mouth the word 'fraggle?'.
O---oh, California! Carolina! California!
The scene slowly closes in on the fraggle prints in the snow, leading to the radish the snow fraggle is holding, as it's bright green top whips in the wintery breeze...Voice over of Wembley:.
And that's sorta how it all started, all those years ago…and we still are to this day…exploring, I mean. If you see us, say hi! We're looking forward to meeting you…
The (real) End.