They did not consult him. He was not consulted. And had he been asked his opinion on the matter, he would most certainly have disapproved of the whole degenerate enterprise, which disapproval almost certainly would have found its voice in acts of emotionless, demented violence against any and all parties involved.
Opening Theme: Your Pa is a Drunkard, Your Sister’s Run Off, and You Killed Your Ma Upon Entering This World
Shot in the Back by a Boatswain in New Orleans (Ain’t No Mardi Gras Around Here Today)
Freedonia (A New Start!)
Working in the Diphtheria Pesthouse (For the Weekend)
The Judge’s Theme (Ladies and Gentlemen, That Man Yonder Had Congress With a Goat)
Toadvine’s Theme (I Will Pry Out Your Eyeball With My Thumb)
Going South (A New Start!)
Comanche Attack Blues
Mexico Prison Blues (Bullmeat For Breakfast)
Glanton Gang Theme (A New Start!)
Black Brown, White Brown (Don’t Call Me Black Brown, Whitey)
Scalping is Our Business, and Business is Good
Heroes of the City (A Child is Missing)
The Serpent Eats its Own Tail
The Fortune Teller (Shit’s About to Get Bad)
A Child is Missing (Reprise)
The Idiot (He Had a Suit But He Ate It)
Procrustean Negotiations on the Riverbank–The Chiricahua’s Revenge
Desert of Bone (A New Start!)
Dead in the Outhouse (Some Shitheel Shot My Dancing Bear)
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Is this a Rodgers and Hammerstein style musical or Andrew Lloyd Webber?
Neither. More like if John Hillcoat directed the Waits-Burroughs collabo The Black Rider.
With, granted, touches of Miss Saigon.