Doghouse Rock Transcripts

Cleo: Doghouse Rock
[T-Bone and Sheriff Lewis are watching TV tonight is called Pack Street Boys]
Sheriff Lewis: I think that's enough TV for today. Hey.. let's get started on that new book. I got at the library today. [T-Bone barking, while he was watching the Pack Street Boys that we saw on TV on the Music Channel is the spoof of MTV, VH-1 & Muchmusic. Emily Elizabeth and Clifford is mentioned to watch The Music Channel] So, you like The Music Channel, huh, T-Bone? [T-Bone barking and he is looking for The Pack Street Boys has an idea] OK, T... We can watch this for a few minutes. Then we'll go read our book. Eh, boy? [T-Bone slurps on his face and Sheriff Lewis laughing for T-Bone licking.] OK. [T-Bone barking and having a TV to watch is Pack Street Dogs of Bull Dogs. Audience pooches in the seat is Bob, Billy, Betty, Tonya, Rexington, Kiki, Mimi, Cleo, KC, Susie, Oscar, Harriette, Frankie, Manny, Hamburger, Mac, Billy, Betty, Artie (Arthur) & the audience pooches. The Pack Street Dogs howling in the stage by the Pooch Dinal Concert] 
Cleo: T-Bone! T-Bone! [T-Bone is happy danced along. Next day at Emily Elizabeth's house, Clifford is at the doghouse with pictures of Emily Elizabeth inside his doghouse]
T-Bone: You should've seen it! They we're so good! 
Clifford: Emily Elizabeth watches the Music Channel sometimes. I really like the beat of that music. 
Cleo: I really like the way they move. 
T-Bone: I think we could be a really great music group, too. I already started writing that song. 
Cleo: Cool! [Cleo jumped above Clifford's nose] 
Clifford: I'd like to play drums for the band. [The metal bucket plays like the drum with his tail of The Pack Street Dogs on Doghouse Rock, and she climbed around his head] Oooh...That was great, Clifford. You're a natural... [Cleo slides in his tail] Follow me, T. If we work together, we'll get the moves. [Clifford drumming with Caroline's aluminum bucket and his tail. Cleo danced along with T-Bone]
T-Bone: All right!! OK!! I'm cool. I'm a na-tur-al. Whoa!! [T-Bone falls down with his bucket] Oops. [Clifford drumming in the drum bucket with his tail, but Cleo & T-Bone danced along the Doghouse Rock]
Cleo: All right, T-Bone!! Now, you're looking good. 
T-Bone: T-Bone's the name, and I'm a rocking dog! 
Cleo: Go. T-Bone!! Uh-huh! 
Go, T-Bone!! Uh-huh! 
Go, T-Bone!! Uh-huh! 
[Clifford still drumming in this bucket with a tail]
Clifford: Woof!!
Mac [He chuckles without Jetta]: Not bad. Not bad at all. 
T-Bone: Thanks, Mac. 
Cleo: We're going to be a great music group, just like the bands on TV. [Without Emily Elizabeth, Jetta & Mrs. Diller]
Mac: Really? I love those bands! I love their moves and their songs and what they wear and-
T-Bone: Would you like to be a band, Mac?
Mac: Your band? 
Cleo: That's a great idea! 
Mac: Oh, gee. I don't know. 
Cleo: Ah, come on! After all, the only thing better than 3 pop stars... 
All The Dogs: Is 4 pop stars!!
Mac: OK! I'll be in your band. 
Clifford: Great (Cleo: All right!!)
Mac: And I have the perfect name for us. 
Clifford: You do? (T-Bone: What?) (Cleo: What is it?) 
Mac: The Pack Street Dogs!!!
Clifford, Cleo & T-Bone: Perfect! 
Clifford: Let's hit it, Pack Street Dogs!! [Clifford drumming around the metal drum set of Doghouse Rock for the Dinal Concert rehearsal]
Mac: Come on, Mac. You can help me sing. 
Cleo: Go, T-Bone! Go, Macky! 
Go T-Bone! Go, Macky! 
T-Bone: Hello, everybody!! We're the Pack Street Dogs! Right now we're going to hear from our good friend Mac.
Mac: (He clears throat): Ma...ma...ma...ma... 
Mac is my name 
And I'm a dog 
Who really appreciates great rock'n'roll a lot 
Owww!! 
Singing in this wonderful style 
With its roots in rhyme and blues Is better than falling 
[Off-Key] OFF A LOG!! [Clifford, Cleo & T-Bone clenched its smiley face] Uh, you know, unh.. [He clears throat] I'm just a little uncomfortable singing this kind of song. 
Cleo: You're not the only one who's uncomfortable. 
Clifford: I... I could use some help in the rhythm section, Mac. 
Mac: I'd be great at that. Clifford. Together, we could really rock this town. 
Cleo: Great! So, let's do this number! One more time!! 
Clifford: Take it, Mac. [Clifford thumping his tail with Mac plays the metal drum really hard] Uh, that was really... original. 
Mac: Oh, thanks. But you know... I'm not sure drumming is really my thing, either. 
Cleo: R-r-right!! You probably have some more other talent that's an even more talented... talent.
Clifford: Uh-huh. Maybe you could try dancing with Cleo. 
Cleo: Huh? Oh, uh... Yeah. Sure. 
Mac: Oh. Yeah, great. Uh, I'll think about it. But right now, I better get home. It's Almost dinnertime. [At Jetta's house] 
T-Bone: Me, too. I have to write some more words to our song. I can't think of anything else to rhyme with "dog" and "long"... 
Mac: Just write about what's important to you.
Cleo: OK, then. Let's meet back here bright and early tomorrow morning. 
Clifford: Ready to rock'n'roll! 
Mac: Right On! (T-Bone: Yes!) 
[Next morning at Emily Elizabeth's house, he played the metal drum with a tub and his tail]
Cleo: Follow me, Mac. Ki-ki-kick it!! [The dogs dancing with Clifford plays the metal tub with his tail] Nice moves, Mac. [Mac dances with Cleo & T-Bone together. Mac tapping out of sync in Emily Elizabeth's yard] Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, stay with us, Mac. [Mac dances and out of sync in Emily Elizabeth's yard, by itself. Mac is staying together with T-Bone & Cleo] Mac, we're supposed to stay together. 
Mac: Uh, I'm sorry, Cleo. I guess I'm really more of the solo artist. 
Cleo: What do you mean? 
Mac: I just don't think I fit into this band. My dancing style is different from yours, and my drumming borders on the avant-garde, and my voice is... Well, it's really more suited for musical comedy. 
Clifford: Uh, Mac, do you want to fit into this band? 
Mac: Well...yes... I do. 
Clifford: Then we'll find a wat to fit you in. 
T-Bone: Good friends don't leave anyone out; who wants to be in? 
Cleo: Hey! T-Bone! That sounds like it would make a good song! 
T-Bone: Yeah, it would! 
Mac: Ahem! We'll never leave you out. We'll always let you in. We're the Pack Street Dogs, and we'll great you... with a grin! We'll make you feel at home. You'll never be left out. Because spending time together is what it's all about. Bow-wow. The Pack Street Dogs are cool, and on this you can depend: We all count upon each other. We'll together until the end, bow wow. 
Cleo: Wow, Mac, that was so cool! 
T-Bone: Those are the best words I've even heard for a song. Hey! That's where you fit into this band, Mac. You can write the words to our songs. 
Cleo: Cool! 
T-Bone: Yeah! 
Mac (chuckling): We'll, of course. Why didn't I think of that before? I am great at writing lyrics, you know. 
T-Bone: Uh-huh, and you're really good at writing words to songs, too. 
Mac: Uh... right. Thank you, T-Bone. 
Clifford: So, come on, everyone. Let's rehearse. We've got to show to do this weekend. [Exit Emily Elizabeth's yard. At Birdwell Island Park, the pooches are chattering in the audience without people of Emily Elizabeth, Jetta, Charley, Vaz, Mary, Mrs. Diller & Sheriff Lewis. It has homemade stage with white sheets and pop-time wires in Dinal Concert. Clifford bangs Caroline's pots & pans from Emily Elizabeth's house with his tail of Dinal Concert and played the Egyptian music.]
T-Bone (singing): We're the Pack Street Dogs. 
From the Island of Birdwell 
Listen very closely
T-Bone & Cleo (singing): We've got a tale to tell.
Cleo: Go, T-Bone. Uh-huh. 
Go, T-Bone. Uh-huh.
Pooch Audience: Go, T-Bone. Uh-huh. 
Go, T-Bone. .
T-Bone (singing): It's all about our friendship 
It's as good as any other
All the dogs (singing): We're all very close
Like a sister and 3 brothers
T-Bone (singing): Clifford is our drummer
He's the biggest of us all
His heart's as big and friendly 
As he is...
All the dogs (singing): ...red & tall
T-Bone (singing): Then there's little Cleo 
She really loves to dance
She'd love to have you join her
All the dogs (singing): Come on, now take a chance [Tonya, Cleo, T-Bone & Nero]
T-Bone (singing): Over there is Macky
The one who writes our songs
Cleo & T-Bone (singing): Once you know the words 
We hope you'll sing along
T-Bone (singing): Whoo!! [Cleo, T-Bone & Mac danced along and T-Bone skipped along the stage in Dinal Concert]
Did I tell you that I'm T-Bone? 
And I'm the singing dog 
Rocking with my friends 
Sure beats falling off a log
All the dogs (singing): We are the Pack Street Dogs 
And we count upon each other 
We are friends to the end 
And we depend on one another
T-Bone (singing): Out loyalty and friendship 
Have brought us very far
Clifford (singing): When you care about my friends
All the dogs (singing): Then you are a superstar
Mac (singing): Everybody sat "Bow"
Pooch Audience (singing): Bow!
Clifford (singing): Say "Wow"
Pooch Audience (singing): Wow! 
All the dogs (singing): When you care about your friends
When you are a superstar
[Pooch audience cheering around Dinal Concert into the outro, flipped pages of Emily Elizabeth & Clifford]
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