[Intro - Rubato Entrance, Sparse Sax Rain Typewriter Texture, Gravelly Whisper] Case file open. Here is the fellow who’s been puzzling you… [Verse 1 - Slow Mysterious Delivery, Intimate Spoken, Upright Bass Walk] I found the first clue at dawn— Empty bottles hidden all over his house… (All over his house.) But here’s what doesn’t add up: Witnesses describe two different men. (two different men.) One: perfectly sensible, well-mannered, Promising career, special abilities. The finest fellow in the world, they said. The other: vicious, dangerous, Disgustingly anti-social [Chorus - Punchy Swing Entry, Full Band, Etherea] Two men in the same place, (The same place) Which one am I hunting? (Am I Hunting?) One builds it up, The other tares it down— (down, down, down) But I can never catch them both together. [Verse 2 - Building Tension, Urgent Spoken, Piano Minor Voicings] More reports came in: The first man showed up sober at an important meeting, Made every decision with common sense. the second man appears later that day Insanely drunk, Incredible, absurd, tragic things occur Always at exactly the wrong moment. (Wrong moment) [Bridge - Rising Urgency, Footsteps Bottle Clinks, Walking Bass Intensifies] I tried to tail him. Early next morning, Caught a glimpse—someone on his knees, Searching madly for a hidden bottle. But when I got close, He was gone. (He was gone.) Then came the hospitals, (The sanitariums) Morphine, sedatives— A senseless parade of sprees I’d find one checking in, But the other would check out. Never both together (Never both together.) [Interlude - Quiet Contrast, Sparse Bass Brushes, Detective Processing] Hundreds of files on my desk. All showing the same pattern: One drink… and everything changes. (And Everything changes) Something in the body, Something in the mind— The rational circuits fail. So why? Why do they take that first drink Knowing what follows? (Knowing what follows) The riddle kept me up at night. [Revelation - Half-Time Drop, Sparse Bass Brushes Siren, Shocked Whisper to Climax, Building Female Chorus Overlap] Let me review the files. Suspect One: The respectable man. Perfectly sensible, well-balanced, Special skills and aptitudes. I’ll call him… Dr. Jekyll. Suspect Two: The dangerous man. Insanely drunk, antisocial, Incredibly dishonest and selfish. I’ll call him… Mr. Hyde. But wait. Same address. Same fingerprints. Same blood type. They’re the same man. (The same man, the same man, the SAME MAN) The same damned man! All along.! [Final Verse - Sparse Fade, Weary Resignation, Fading Trumpet] Once a certain point is crossed, There’s precious little we can do. (Precious little) The riddle has no clean answer— Why Jekyll lets Hyde out. (No clean answer) Opinions differ. Theories multiply. But this description should identify him… Roughly [Outro - Sax Wail Rain Swell, Fading Typewriter, Ritual Close] The experience of any alcoholic Will abundantly confirm this. Case file… closed. But never solved
