Words Words Words!

Titus Bitterus – from Prepare Your Throats (2018)

We bring you fair warning of a gruesome play;
With violence, horror, death, and dismay
No one’s redeemable or likeable at all
And it doesn’t take long for our hero to fall
Titus, Titus,
Love, power, and sex so murderous,
Titus, Titus,
Purely contemptable, reprehensible, most lamentable,
Tragedy of Titus Andronicus
The nation is weeping cause Caesar is dead
A state won’t live long without a head
Who will lead, protect, and reign
Who will make Rome great again?
Titus, Titus,
Oh why did he have to make such a fuss?
Titus, Titus,
Incomprehensible, quite insensible, likely preventable,
Tragedy of Titus Andronicus
Family dysfunction like never before
All is fair in love and war
Oh yes, there’ll be blood and many will die,
Revenge is best served as a slice of cold pie
Titus, Titus,
All he needed was a good psychoanalyst
Titus, Titus,
Unpredictable and despicable, in the end inedible,
Tragedy of Titus Andronicus

And Am I Born to Die? – from Prepare Your Throats (2018)

And am I born to die?
To lay this body down
And must my trembling spirit fly
Into a world unknown?
Soon as from earth I go,
What will become of me?
Eternal happiness or woe
Must then my portion be
How shall I leave my tomb?
With triumph or regret?
A fearful or a joyful doom
A curse of blessing met?

The Keeper – from Prepare Your Throats (2018)

The keeper did a-hunting go
And under his coat he carried a bow
All for to shoot at a merry little doe
Among the leaves so green-O
The first doe he shot at he missed
The second doe he trimm’d, he kiss’d
Third doe went where nobody wist
Among the leaves so green O

Jackie boy – Master
Sing well – Very well
Hey down – Hoe down
Derry derry down
Among the leaves so green O

The next doe she did cross the brook;
The keeper fetched her back with his crook;
Where she is now you may go and look
Among the leaves so green O
The last doe she ran o’er the plain
But he with hounds did turn her again
Killed her there in a merry, merry vein
Among the leaves so green O

Jackie boy – Master
Sing well – Very well
Hey down – Hoe down
Derry derry down
Among the leaves so green O

We hunt not, we, with horse nor hound,
But hope to pluck a dainty doe to ground with a
Hey down/ Ho down
Hey hey hey down
Among the leaves so green-O
Among the leaves so green-O
Among the leaves so green-O
Among the leaves so green-O

In the Pines – from Prepare Your Throats (2018)

My girl, my girl, don’t lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines, in the pines, where the sun don’t ever shine
I shivered the whole night through
My girl, my girl, where will you go
I’m going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, in the pines, where the sun don’t ever shine
And shiver the whole night through
In the pines, in the pines, where the sun don’t ever shine
And shiver the whole night through

My girl, my girl, what have I done
That makes you treat me so
You caused me to weep, you caused me to moan
Made me leave my home
In the pines, in the pines, where the sun don’t ever shine
I’d shiver the whole night through
In the pines, in the pines, where the sun don’t ever shine
I’d shiver the whole night through
I’d shiver the whole night through
I’d shiver the whole night through

Dead, Dead – from Prepare Your Throats (2018)

Being alive is all in your mind
It’s gone in a flash so enjoy the ride
It isn’t easy; no one ever said it was
It takes its toll cause that what it does
Dead, dead – Everybody’s dead
Dead, dead – Doom and dread
Dead, dead – Everybody’s dead or dying

Soon enough we’ll all be dead
They give you a weapon and make you a
killer
Give you permission to rape, maim, and
murder
The enemy at the gate will never
surrender
The cycle continues forever and ever
War, war – Death and gore
War, war – What is it good for?
War, war – Give us more!
We love our death and gore

Bang, bang you’re dead, fifty bullets in
your head
Go back to sleep, Go back to bed
Swoosh goes the sword, rata-tat-tat goes
the gun
We all fall down ‘cause nobody’s won
Blood, blood – That’s how we’re judged
Blood, blood – Thick as mud
Blood, blood – Shit and crud
We told you there would be blood

Dead, dead
Everybody’s dead
Dead, dead
Doom and dread
Dead, dead
Everybody’s dead or dying
Soon enough we’ll all be dead
Even you will soon be dead
We are all just walking dead

And Am I Born to Die? (reprise) – from Prepare Your Throats (2018)

A land of deepest shade,
Unpierced by human thought
The dreary regions of the dead
Where all things are forgot!
And am I born to die?
To lay this body down
And must my trembling spirit fly
Into a world unknown?

Woe Lavinia – from Prepare Your Throats (2018)

Straight from hell
Philomel
Cannot speak
Her injury
Woe Lavinia
Woe Lavinia
Nightingale
Tell the tale
Swallow songs
Right the wrongs
Woe Lavinia
Woe Lavinia
Weep with me
Till we can’t see
Drown our grief
Sweet misery
Woe Lavinia
Woe Lavinia
Lament me not
But forget me not
Revenge me so
They all know
Woe Lavinia, Woe Lavinia
Woe Lavinia, Woe Lavinia

All the Pretty Little Horses – from Prepare Your Throats (2018)

Hush you bye, don’t you cry
Go to sleep, little ba-by
When you wake you shall have
All the pretty little horses
Blacks and bays
Dapples and grays
Blacks and bays
All the pretty little horses
All the pretty little horses
Way down yonder in the meadow
Poor little baby crying mama
In your bed papa said
Go to sleep, my little baby
Blacks and bays
Dapples and grays
Blacks and bays
All the pretty little horses
All the pretty little horses
Hush you bye, don’t you cry
Go to sleep, little baby
When you wake you shall have
All the pretty little horses
Blacks and bays
Dapples and grays
Blacks and bays
Dapples and grays
Blacks and bays
All the pretty little horses
All the pretty little horses