BLOOD AND GUTS AND GORE
In Tudor times life ain’t so nice
With traitors losing their heads in a trice
The executions are public shows
They entertain us with blood that flows!
Blood and guts and gore, you say?
Oh, we will see the stuff every day!
Blood and guts and gore are fine
So long as I’m safe and none of it’s mine.
So Shakespeare’s plays tell things as they were
With battles and plots and gruesome murder!
We pay a few pence to see blow for blow
Which means we’re expecting some blood to flow!
Blood and guts and gore, you say?
Oh, we will see the stuff every day!
Blood and guts and gore are fine
So long as I’m safe and none of it’s mine.
Macbeth and Hamlet and Richard Three
Knife-wielders each, I’m sure you’ll agree!
So off to the theatre we happily go
To see how they’re causing that blood to flow!
Blood and guts and gore, you say?
Oh, we will see the stuff every day!
Blood and guts and gore are fine
So long as I’m safe and none of it’s mine.
Blood and guts and gore, you say?
Oh, we will see the stuff every day!
Blood and guts and gore are fine
So long as I’m safe and none of it’s mine.
So long as I’m safe and none of it’s mine!