The Extras

Macbeth and Richard III

The Extras

 

No discontent to lament this winter morning

Said Mack to Rick in passing fashion

It’s my back Mack it’s killing me slowly

Said Rick to Mack to make up dashing

The bard’s hard on the too too solid flesh

And all the slap is slapping about my slapper

And the false front of my back is slipping

You should worry, my dagger’s made of rubber

And Hamlet’s hidden my hollow hat for fun

The dismal Dane has a wicked sense of humour

Don’t worry Mack I’ve heard a vicious rumour

His days are numbered, so I’m told by Caesar

Ole Joolz shouldn’t be trusted he’s passed it

All that empire stuff went to his laurel head

He’s a marble bampot, unaware he’s a prop

The bald guy’s gonna drop him in the Rubicon

Then melt his wax and cast him as a pillar, Mack

All that power went to his head then his elbow

He’s a mess, a pure comedy posing as history

His days are up his script been altered severely

Cassius is the coming man, the empire is folding

It’s pantomime for him and that gorgeous Antony

Couldn’t have happened to nicer couple

That’s show business, that’s also Shakespeare.

This never happens in Marlowe or Ibsen said Rick

I know, I know said Mack, the bald guy said so 

He said they’re second raters, kinda nice words

But they don’t really have enough good haters

You won’t get far in power without the hatred

This is true said Rick, I’m the perfect example

Hatred and me have a seriously long history

But you have a short back and a long memory

A good combination for the perfect hater said Mack

Listen who’s talking, the most untrustworthy friend 

Who ever set a clubbed foot in ignominious history said Rick

You can call me R all my friends and enemies do

Thanks R but my feet are fine its you that has the

cloven problem

All my woes are mental, some are even elemental

Ghosts are everywhere, you sure this isn’t Ibsen

Nah, said R, Ibby’s ghosts are truly artificial

Your spooks are real, you’re a stone wall nut case

A twenty four carat, real deal mixed up fruit cake

Thank you for the compliment, have you met the missus? I can’t stand her 

I don’t know why the bald guy wrote her

But that’s another story, also another worry

Murdered anyone seriously interesting lately R

Nah, said R, just the usual relatives and innocents

A couple for the money, but mainly for the power

But I do get to ride nice horses, the job has its attractions….

‘Lights, camera, action! you’re on in five minutes

Break a leg, C’mon this isn’t show business, it’s real"

Ok, ok,… said Mack, catch you later said Rick

Why was I afraid you’d say that, said Mack?