Stella, local Madam and proprietress of the Warehouse, sells her boys on the streets of Boston, 1929.

STELLA
SOME LIKE IT ROUGH
SOME WANNA HOLD YA DOWN
SOME TALK IT TOUGH
STILL SOME'LL TAKE YOU TO TOWN...
YOU DON'T PROTEST;
YOU KNOW IT'S FOR THE BEST.
SO YOU GO GET DRESSED.
                                    
SOME BREAK THE SKIN (BOYS: OOH…)
OTHERS BRUISE THE SOUL
YOU DON’T LET THEM IN
OR YOU MAY LOSE CONTROL
(BOYS: YOU MAY LOSE CONTROL…)

STELLA AND BOYS
YOU MAY FEEL A DULL LITTLE ACHE
YOU MAY FEELA SHARP LITTLE BITE
BUT WHAT YOU MAKE
MIGHT MAKE THE ACHE
ALL RIGHT.           

SLIGHTLY
SOME WANT TO GET…

DUKE
OTHERS WANT TO GIVE...

BINX
SOME LIKE IT WET…

STELLA
BUT HEY, YOU GOTTA LIVE.

BOYS
I HEARD IN SCHOOL YOU’RE TAUGHT

STELLA AND BOYS
TO SHOW ‘EM WHAT YOU GOT.

AIN’T WORTH ANOTHER THOUGHT.

STELLA AND BOYS
YOU MAY FEEL
A DULL LITTLE ACHE
YOU MAY FEEL
A SHARP LITTLE BITE
BUT WHAT YOU DO
IS JUST GET THROUGH
THE NIGHT,
(YOU GET ON THROUGH THE NIGHT)

AND IT’LL BE ALL RIGHT.

STELLA
SOME GO TO SCHOOL
(BOYS: COULD GONE TO SCHOOL…)
SOME WORK NINE TO FIVE
(BOYS: WE WORK FIVE TO NINE…)
SOME RISE TO RULE
(BOYS: SOME PLAY THE FOOL)
BUT AIN’T IT ALL TO SURVIVE?
(BOYS: THE CHOICE WAS ALL MINE.
THE BROKEN PARTS WILL MEND,)

STELLA AND BOYS
SO BABY PLAY PRETEND.

STELLA
AND SOMETIMES THE MEANS…

STELLA AND BOYS
…THE END.