Burn Down The Fair (Bristol Old Vic) lyrics
by Tim Phillips
BARKILPHEDRO (Spoken):
Take it away Quake!
QUAKE (Spoken):
Right you are!
COMPANY:
Our orders are clear, you can't do this here
You can't do this anywhere
So pack up and go, it's goodbye to the show
and to hell with the stokescroft fair!
OSRIC:
Wait! We still have a huge collection
of the crippled and the damned
only now, we're all disciples
of the blessed Grinning Man
Wooden Mary's not so scary, and I have a healthy hand
you'll even find our pickled horse is canturing across the land
Look, The Grinning Man has rescued Hubert from his anal snake
Can't you see that now we're free?
(Spoken)
We're on your side for pity's sake!
COMPANY:
Our orders are clear, you can't do this here
You can't do this anywhere
So pack up and go, it's goodbye to the show
and to hell with the stokescroft fair!
The moral decay will be swept away
At last we can heal our land
The powerful queen, at last will be seen
showing her merciless hand